26th August Once seen never forgotten or visited again


Winston Churchill once remarked that he was very glad that he had visited the city of Calcutta simply because it meant he would never have to visit it again. TOM and I wish to echo those sentiments but this time with reference to Skegness.

The last time I was in this particular part of Lincolnshire I was winning the beautiful baby contest at Butlins, and let me assure you that beauty has not dininished one iota. As for TOM well his last jolly was in 1991 when the highlight of his visit was seeing trip advertised away from Skegness to the then new wonder of the north, the MeadowHall Shopping centre.

Fueled by a Spoons breakfast, even thought we mistakenly ordered the small instead of the traditional, we said goodbye to Hull and headed over the bridge (£1.50 toll) towards the delights of Lincolnshire under threatening skies. An unremarkable journey saw us arrive in SkegVegas just before midday to be quizzed by the owner of our B&B, not to be confused with AirB&B, whether we were here to participate in the crown green bowling competition. Things only went downhill from there.

We passed an hour at the Gibralter Point nature reserve, a pleasant enough spot without there actually being anything there to raise the pulse over the bare minimum to sustain life. Then it was time to hit the town trapped in the 70's and I am not sure what century I am referring too. 

Earlier that morning as we have perused the delights of Cleethorpes, TOM had remarked that most people coming here on holiday in the past, to a resort that had been specifically identified as a holiday location by the railways in the early 1900's, came to escape the other 51 weeks a year working down the pit or in the factory. Seeing SkegVegas I am not sure whether I would have forgone my weeks holiday to avoid a fate worse that another week cleaning all the waste thread sfrom still movng looms.

As for SkegVegas itself, well lets just say it didn't bowl us over and that not being biased (jokes for crown green afficionadoes included free of charge)  Failing to leave us all shook up..ah ha, it was all very dated funfairs, shops selling tat, banging music on the rather short pier and families that would not have looked out of place on the Jeremy Kyle show. Once visited, never forgotten! And fingers crossed, never visited again.



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