greetings from bournemouth

we had a family trip to bournemouth yesterday. it’s my favourite time of year to go beaching. not too warm (jumper weather) and as a result not very busy

i fiddled with this photo to try and get the contrast right but it went a bit retro, so i thought i’d turn it in to a wonky old postcard instead.
it’s a classic british scene – old lady in a big bikini adamant she’s going to lay in the sun, even though it was too cold. husband, reading the paper, shielded by the windbreak, a parasol and his hat. neither of them said anything to each other (except when he helped her get changed on the beach by holding a teeny weeny towel over her – jane and i turned our chairs to face the opposite direction at that bit!)