I've been to a fair few places around the world but I have not been to the archetypal British seaside town that is Skegness. Until now.
But we are getting ahead of ourselves. We based ourselves in Mablethorpe, which - whilst a hotbed of kiss-me-quick and Carling cliches - proved to be John the Baptist for Skeggy's Jesus.
Skegness. Oh Skegness. With your amusements and your footputt and your family funpubs and your manicured beaches amd your whipping sands. You were more than I could have hoped for.
Aside from that the Lincolnshire coast was ace: enormobeaches, Global Hypercolor sunsets and birds that sound like mid-nineties techno breaks. What more do you need?
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Stuff I've been Reading - May
Bit of a poor month for books with only two completions:
California by Edan Lepucki is one of those dystopian books that I was reading heaps of a few years back, but seem to have petered out of late. Have I grown out of them? Hmmmm.
They Shoot Horses, Don't They is a classic that I knew almost nothing about. Turns out it's about a marathon dance competition. I wouldn't have guessed that.
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