Beach Life in Bournemouth
November really does seem unusually mild this year. Did anyone notice how warm it was on Guy Fawkes Night a few weeks ago for instance? We Brits are very quick to moan about our weather, but it feels like we’re all holding our collective breath at the moment .. as if we can’t believe our luck. Right now I’m in Bournemouth on the South Coast, in a hotel a stone’s throw from it’s glorious beach. So to get to walk that beach at the end of a busy day, just as the sun’s setting, was too good to be true.
It was four in the afternoon. A warm breeze was blowing across the sands and the clouds had a dramatic choreography of their own going on.
Was this really November? There were even freshly built sandcastles dotted around for goodness sake.
This place was really playing tricks with me. The brightly lit amusement arcades certainly looked attractive in the waning light, but look a little closer and they were virtually deserted.