Are we related to Kate Adie?


It would seem that almost everywhere we go on holiday we leave a trail of devastation behind us. Can it just be a coincidence? Just like wherever Katie Adie goes a war seems to break out.

Two years ago, the day after we’d been in Cellardyke, Bird Flu was found in a dead swan in Cellardyke harbour. Last year as we left Praia de Luz Madeliene McCann was abducted, and only ten days ago we were on the Grand Pier in Weston Super Mare. That won’t be happening again in a hurry as it burned down this morning!

Poor old Weston Super Mare.  You won't be re-enacting this scene for a while.

Poor old Weston Super Mare. You won't be re-enacting this scene for a while.

It seems this story has gone down well because it appeared on The Guardian blog at 10.45 this morning.

Ouch!

on the beach


One of the highlights of our holiday was a lunchtime stop at Weston Super Mare just South of Bristol where we dropped in en-route to Devon. It’s an absolute microcosm of seaside Britishness as this picture demonstrates.

I’d love to tell you what we christened the place but I’m afraid it might not go down too well in this public forum. You’ll have to ask me personally.

Click on the picture and it’ll take you to my Flickr site with more Weston Super Mare monumentalness. (With the emphasis on ‘mentalness’.)