Minehead, Just Minehead

I had a little promenade around the nearest town to my Mum today. It's never been quite the same for me since the fudge shop closed down, but it does still have steam trains.

And the arcades.

And tonnes of plastic beach stuff, such as we used to have all over my hometown when I was growing up.

Not to mention the beach itself.

I thought about getting some bits for my ickle niece, who I will be holidaying with next week by a beach, but then who knows what the well-dressed 15 month old is accessorising with this summer?

Then I saw a man sharing his ice cream cone with his dog.

Alternate licks.

Seriously.

It all seemed downhill after that so I went home.