Same place, different day.
The little man was in need of some fresh air, so we braved the rain and headed towards Bridlington again for a walk.
Walking down some of the back streets to get to the abandoned harbour on such a dark and rainy afternoon was quite bleak and Morrissey's Everyday Is Like Sunday springs to mind:
Hide on the promenade
Etch a postcard :
"How I Dearly Wish I Was Not Here"
In the seaside town
...that they forgot to bomb
Come, Come, Come - nuclear bomb.
But then look at my very first tilt shift miniature picture I took. That instantly brightens up the day.
And to really cheer us up we got a bag of chips (and scraps) which we stood eating in the harbour, in the rain, in January. I guess had anyone seen us they would have doubted our sanity, but we well and truly enjoyed it.
To top it all my phone decided to take this really artsy photo by mistaking a sneeze for a command to take a picture.
Who says rainy winter days are dull? Well, we had fun.