We thought it would be a good idea to escape to Leigh-on-Sea last Sunday. We thought wrong. After a train trip from hell (think hangover + hunger + large groups of family's ALL eating crisps, playing music on mobile phones and fighting + trying to get 2 bikes out of the way of people getting on and off the train) we FINALLY arrived and it was absolutely rammed with (I'm sorry Essex) some of the ugliest people i have ever seen, all out in force for a fish festival (FYI cockles aren't all that). Surely enough, there was not a spot to sit on the smallest beach we have ever seen! You know what? Sometimes its best just to stay on your sofa and not try and compete with those smug people that do "stuff" with their weekends. I did however get a few ok photos.
No trip to the seaside is complete without kids fighting
Ok, so Leigh-on-Sea was quite cute and i would kill for a balcony like this to sit on and look down and laugh at those less fortunate than myself but not in Leigh-on-Sea!
We did learn that monochrome ladybirds like monochrome T-shirts.
Phew back in London.