I live in Essex…..there I said it out loud! Ever since the Essex girl jokes and that hideous tv programme,this county has gotten bad press. I wanted to share my little haven with you. It hasn’t changed since I was a child and its where I go to soothe my soul.
Yes the beach is really this empty…..shhhh don’t tell anyone!
Rack of lamb anyone?
How I love the horses. These are on Walton Pier which you can walk to along the shore line.
And beach huts,did I mention them. Makes me sad that so many are unused whenever I visit but they have some great names amongst them…Cushty…. Ob La De,Ob La Da…..and my favourite…Jabba The …….
…..it’s always good to be different!
And as you get back for the train home this delightful garden greets you. It used to be the home of the man who operated the crossing gates and has been preserved and lovingly tended by volunteers. Just joyful!
Oh…..and I almost forgot,Frinton is home to many wealthy retired people so you can imagine the treasure to be found in the charity shops!!!……
Just one more thing to say and my homage to Frinton On Sea is done…..Please don’t visit!..it’s mine,all mine.