It’s in the rules, British seaside involves ice cream.
Leaving the market I headed out to the promenade. The sun was glorious with only the shadows hiding a cool edge to the day. That said people were out and about enjoying the first bursts of almost spring warmth, throwing off the shackles of a winter that is in danger of overstaying it’s welcome.
Tea, coffee, conversation and a dash of sunshine.The lower light, part of a navigation system along with the taller Pharos nearer the town centre. Line them up as you sail into the port and job done. Of course it’s a whole lot more complicated than that…..