Congratulations! You are the winner of a FAB-ulous, all expense paid weekend for two at a sun baked seaside villa! You and a friend will feel the sand between your toes as you walk the sunny beaches at Harold's Kozy Kove Resort and lifeguard shack. You'll be lulled to sleep each night by the sound of the surf just inches away from your door and awakened each morning by the approaching tide. Run outside to enjoy the pull of the undertow. Next stop? LeHavre, France, where you and your companion will be memorialized with a lovely wreath. (Value of the trip $29.95 after the return trip fare has been deducted)
Ah, Speedway; so you already know the joys of an English beach holiday! This is Great Yarmouth at Easter (one of the high points of the holiday season). The North Sea at this point comes straight down from the north pole, hence the sea full of bathers … er.
Thank you both. I'd gone to Yarmouth at Easter to photograph hordes of fat people eating chips while wearing knotted hankies on their heads, but there was nobody there. Too weird.
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Congratulations! You are the winner of a FAB-ulous, all expense paid weekend for two at a sun baked seaside villa! You and a friend will feel the sand between your toes as you walk the sunny beaches at Harold's Kozy Kove Resort and lifeguard shack. You'll be lulled to sleep each night by the sound of the surf just inches away from your door and awakened each morning by the approaching tide. Run outside to enjoy the pull of the undertow. Next stop? LeHavre, France, where you and your companion will be memorialized with a lovely wreath.
(Value of the trip $29.95 after the return trip fare has been deducted)
Ah, Speedway; so you already know the joys of an English beach holiday!
This is Great Yarmouth at Easter (one of the high points of the holiday season). The North Sea at this point comes straight down from the north pole, hence the sea full of bathers … er.
It's a hell of a photo, Dive. Stark and gorgeous.
An intriguing photo -- really draws you in, meditating on all the footprints in the sand....
Thank you both. I'd gone to Yarmouth at Easter to photograph hordes of fat people eating chips while wearing knotted hankies on their heads, but there was nobody there. Too weird.
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