Clacton-on-Sea

After the excitement of London yesterday it was Clacton’s turn to entertain us today. And a fine job it did too. Grey skies, spitting rain, chips and knickerbocker glories complemented the brown sea beautifully. The pier was surprisingly busy (and not just of fishermen) and a lovely time was had.

Sabrina wanted the top picture as a memento, and below that are Helen, Alfie & I entering the seaside resort spirit. Note Alex’s decision not to join in…

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Note also the faces we pulled - we weren’t just standing there you know - we’re actors darlings!

Finally, and again for tenderhooligan, here’s an apostrophe picture :

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3 Comments

  1. Helen looks terrified in the first one! Clacton looks, erm, very like Blackpool and Butlins and all those other places I’m convinced don’t really exist any longer!

    Thanks for the pic! :)

  2. It is Diet Blackpool, but without the attractions. I could fill a weekend in Blackpool, but Clacton would struggle with a whole day…

    I was accused by Alex of being obsessional because I almost took a photo of the Red Cross Shop shown earlier. The “video’s” sign has gone and been replaced with a “kids toys” one.

  3. I wasn’t terrified.. but telling Alfie to get a move on and take the bloody picture!

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