I do like a stroll along the prom, prom, prom

Maybe it’s because I was brought up close to the seaside but I love a walk along a promenade on a windy day. Walking in the wind and rain as the sea roars nearby exhilarates like no other. And so yesterday, with the prospect of rain a strong possibility, after a day on the laptop and phone, I took Molly to Silloth for her evening run.  By the time we arrived, the sea was a murderous grey and the wind was so strong, Molly could barely keep her tail upright but we still enjoyed our blustery battle along the prom!

 

Oh I do like to be beside the seaside

On Sunday, after saying goodbye to our friends who live along the Lincolnshire coast at Sutton-on-Sea, we headed to Mablethorpe on a brief diversion in search of seaside rock and a geocache to mark our visit to the East Coast. There was an extremely cold gale blowing but the beach still looked stunning in a windswept way. Mr Glis and I both have a genuine fondness for shabby seaside towns in winter. There is a real charm to their enduring optimism that remains steadfast despite the unpredictable nature of British weather and the lure of exotic resorts in warmer countries.