Yesterday I went on a jolly little outing to Weston Super Mare, a pleasant little spot some half an hour from Bristol, and probably the largest, nearest beach. It's a smart place and recently hit the headlines when its Pier burned down in about two hours in not entirely un-suspicious circumstances if you ask me.
This particular jolly was a church affair so it was me, one other chap and lots of church women, somewhat senior to me. The train was a fiver for a return ticket, so that was good, and all day long the rain held off (mostly). We walked about 4 miles which is not bad considering ages ranged from 36-81. Plenty of sea air and the obligatory lunch of fish and chips.
Here are some pics of the Pier and the sand.
And the wildlife. Wow!
5 comments:
...and the dinosaurs there for good luck or for misheif??LOL
I think they were just on holiday!
How have your first few days back been?
Excellent! You not only managed to get a nice beach day in but that photo booth you tried was actually a time machine!
I know Weston is rather bathed in faded glory , a little behiind the times etc but surely it is a little further forward than the triasic period? Or were you 'walking with dinosaurs'?!
They were there with bucket and spade; I kid you not! :)
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