Like decades of civilized Londoners, as the mercury rises to an uncomfortable heat, we join our Victorian role models in looking for an escape from the city, retreating to the seaside.
Even though it seems donkey rides on the foreshore and “bathing machines” have fallen out of favour, we grabbed our sunnies, sandals, and puppy and hopped the train to Whitstable. 
An oyster-shell covered beach. Bodes well for the prospect of having delicious oysters later! 
We were not wrong. The oysters were spectacular!
We passed the rest of the day blissfully wandering the shore, taking in the quaint fishermen’s’ cottages and cute vendors selling trinkets and local wares. 
A very important stop: the lobster shack for lunch!! 
For about £30 and an hour’s train journey, you can spend have a delicious and beautiful day out!
Given the time of year just seeing bare legs makes me feel cold! I live in Blackpool – how I long for sunny days on the beach again.
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Oh me too – getting through the chilly, rainy months by remembering that the sun will come out again!
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