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You can keep ya Costa Brava

Soundtrack: The Associates

Golly, things have been busy recently.

We have returned from a brief sojourn to the Kent coast - Broadstairs, in fact. It's very nice there. You can cover it in less than a weekend, the adjective 'sleepy' was invented for the place. A couple of things struck me:

Everyone seems to have a dog. Which is great until you realise that the picking up of poop doesn't seem to be happening as much as it should. This is quite infuriating: I think in recent years there have been huge steps forward on this front in general. Perhaps there's something about the seaside that makes people abandon their usual practices, or maybe it's the residents who are defaulting.

Margate, Broadstairs's neighbour up the coast, is a terrifying place. We walked there over the cliffs for something to do and came away thoroughly depressed. I'm not sure what I was expecting, but it certainly wasn't the high volume of abandoned buildings and teenage girls with tattoos on their tits. The central feature of the town is a derelict amusement park. I should say that it looks nothing like this (the cover of a great album) . The one saving grace of this excuse for a place was a charity shop with a high volume of 1980s vinyl on offer at knock-down prices. Proof indeed that somebody in Margate had great taste, for approximately six years, two decades ago.

We had a really pleasant weekend in all, but the shine was taken off by a long journey back from the coast. Bloody trains, etc.

Lots happening this week. It would seem my social life has been resuscitated.

posted by deafdisco @ 6:30 pm