I wanted to visit Scarborough whilst I'm home. I remembered it being the nicest of all the seaside towns we used to visit when I was young, all mist, cliffs and high quality fish and chips. The folks didn't seem too keen to go. Getting there and seeing this view from the car window, I understood why. None of us wanted to leave the car. Luckily the sun came out,
but I couldn't stop thinking about the little seaside town in Sicily I visited last year and comparing it to the bitter 7˚ with whipping cold winds in Scarborough. There were loads of surfers. Can you imagine surfing in that freezing cold water? I tried to empathise with them
by eating an icecream.