I woke up at 4am to a pink hue – it was the a really lovely sunrise :-)
We decided last night that we would go to Skegness today on the train so we set off in sunshine to the station. We must have taken a long route as we only just made the train thanks to the guard who saw us coming down the bridge steps. The train was full of families on a day out or, as we discovered later, going to Butlins. We headed off in
Because of my healthy eating regime we tried to find somewhere healthy to eat – I don’t know why we bothered :-( Fish and chips seem to be the only thing on offer – oh unless you want ice cream or doughnuts. I pulled the batter off my fish and inside was a rather pathetic haddock fillet that was barely cooked. We did finish the “meal” with a rather nice whippy ice cream though :-)
Skegness still has its donkeys and they look to be in really good conditio

The very first Butlins was opened in Skegness in 1936. Billy Butlin's inspiration for his holiday camp empire came from an unhappy holiday on Barry Island in his youth, when he had been locked out of his bed and breakfast accommodation all day by his landlady, which was normal practice at the time.
Before we left home there had been an item on BBC South Today about Skegness. They had been showing adverts of unflattering images of Brighton and Blackpool in a bid to promote the resort. We didn’t find one image of Skegness that is a patch on lovely Brighton. Last year the resort was described in the Lonely Planet guide as "good family fun if you immerse yourself in the whole tacky spectacle". I’ll say no more.
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