A miserable day at the English seaside . A month of poor weather

There is something weirdly wonderful about the English seaside.

Late autumn/winter when places are closed, they look like bleak ghost towns. Shutters down everywhere; few places open to eat; no noise from daytrippers on the beach or on the rides; no horse cabs or donkeys...pretty grim if the weather's cold/wet/snowy.

But when it starts to open up, workers have smiles; there's laughter everywhere; the guest houses or hotels get a new lick of paint.....it's a completely different world

Hastings is lovely

I did not know there was Good weather in England. For Christ's sake it is either rain, fog, or more rain right. I watched enough World War Two movies to know this! LOL

Sailed to Weymouth once.
Had a drink in the Yacht Club

Odd how every nation tends to complain about aspects of itself which are *characteristic* of the place. lol

Looks positively balmy 🙂 You should have seen Weston yesterday ☔

At least it is not 114 and you can't touch anything.

Looks just about right.

Taken your vitamin D supplement?

Love these pictures. My friend in Burnley has said this is the wettest July she can remember.

Go to Italy, then... and you can boil in 40+ degree temperatures

Nice photos

At least youre not on fire like the USA

My hearing is not so good. Did he say "Old folk licking girls, in short shorts and skimpy tops in the shelters and raucous laughter from the bars"?

Same further east along the coast