By Slanted Light

No real connection, just very fond memories of a picturesque seaside town. This was the first place where I watched an episode of Dr Who on British soil; where my GPS started reading street names out in Welsh which was no help to me at all; where we stayed in a B&B where the fire escape was through our room; where we were given a lavish menu for dinner only to find everything but eggs were off so settled for omelette and a light salad; where the street sweepers got started at 7am on a Sunday RIGHT outside our room... at the very least you'd have a tale to tell afterwards.