Winter Sea-Scapes (Archive)
When i lived in London i used to love to escape the long winters by driving to
the sea. Up to the wild coasts of Norfolk for parties on the beach, or to visit the
fairground at Great Yarmouth where i used to work and play during the school
holidays. or down to Kent for the Dickensien weirdness of the Isle of Sheppey
and oysters in Whitstable, or dirty weekends in Deal at the hotel where Nelson
shagged Lady Hamilton on the eve of of the Battle of Trafalgar, or to drink in
one of the tackiest pubs in Dungeness under the shadow of the nuclear power
station, or to sample the delights of Brighton, of which there are many.
Now i live in a landlocked country, far from the sea, but when i can, which is not
often enough, i escape to the winter seascapes of Montenegro.
abandoned socialist holiday camp near Budva
hotel terrace, Budva
Ada Bojana, on the border with Albania