Monsell Hotel Skegness

... to Blakeney &#8211; again me and John have been there before, but mum and dad haven&#8217;t, we look round the book sale and then a small craft fair before taking a stroll along the harbour.<br><br>Last stop for dinner before going back was in Wells-next-the-sea where we go into Whin Hill Cider shop. Mum, dad and John taste some ciders and ma and pa purchase a couple of bottles. Fish and chips for dinner tonight &#8211; yum!

... and move on to the village of Thornham and finally we end up in Hunstanton.<br><br>We wander along and decide to find somewhere for dinner &#8211; it turns out that the waitress was born and grew up in the same town that I did, and where my parents still live &#8211; so we had a bit of a chat to her about it.<br><br>On the way back to the B&amp;B we saw the most beautiful barn owl, I so love it when we see them &#8211; a totally awesome bird and it was only a few feet ...

... however unfortunately we made it to skegness with time to spare. We parked up and had a walk along the beach front the clatter of fruit machines and the cry of the bingo caller following us down the street as we moved past the arcades. <br> As 7:30 drew nearer I was really looking forward to the laughs ahead and we made our way into the theater and our seats. U19 and U20 right in the middle. We climbed past about 20 really happy people eagerly and not ...

We wnet to Skegness for the first time in 5 years then found out we had booked in at the same Touring site too. Though this was a trip to take Grand-daughters for birthday treats so we raied the internet for Bogoff tockens for Natureland and The Pleasure beach even found ...

... of the more prominent British seaside town of Skegness, the drama unfolded. This trip was actually a 'family gathering' of sorts, and involved an 'indoor' version of what was to be intended as an outdoor barbeque (blame the weather!), followed by a trip the following morning into the oh-so-bracing seaside resort town of Skegness. While amusement complexes line the seafront, and shops line the High Street, the town itself has weathered ...

... able to fly. So far, the doctors were cautiously optimistic about both and thought she might get out on Friday, although Connie had her concerns about being able to make the flight. Mick and I spent some time making sure she was alright and then headed back to Leeds for the evening, leaving Connie and her hen party to plan their entertainment of the evening&#8230;somehow, I didn&#8217;t think getting the male nurses to pole dance was in the cards...

... can get anything to eat, providing its deep fried with chips. Lucky my cousin saved us from cholesterol overload by providing us with delicious meals. I visited my old home and was shown the actual room I was born in.<br><br>We then caught the train to York where we are staying for the next four days. "ee, ain't it grand"

... standars that I have to establish before I could call my self a photographer. I see it now, it is a bit silly&#8230; but one has to decide why you want to a certain thing, then do it, and let no one stop you, even if you suck. And stop comparing yourself to others, people you look up to and admire &#8211; there will always be the ones yu are better than you, but hey&#8230; you have the same right to do things, play the drums or photograph, if it feels as the right thing. Hell yeah ...

... t even stop to take a picture! We kept driving up towards Hunstanton and watched the windsurfers &amp; surfers from the cliffs in the awful weather. Drove back to see if we could find a camp ground&#8230;.the first one wanted £30per night, thought that was a bit steep! So kept driving on. Finally found a little camping ground near the sear in Snettisham which was much cheaper- £12per ...

... to dawn on me what I had let myself in for. Looking back on it now it is hard to imagine how I felt, mainly because I now know what I have encountered over the last year, but before I left I was stepping into the complete unknown... anything could happen!<br><br>Anyway, to try and counterbalance the feelings of anxiety I got really really drunk and ended up puking in my tent (which I was sharing with my unfortunate friend Rich).