WMD goes to the seaside and has a time travelling moment!

With the news full of doom and gloom and will anyone get sacked in the Government Mrs. Woody decided she wanted a trip to the seaside to get away from it all and knowing my place I was not arguing! We ended up at Skegness. If you have been there you will have your own views about the place but one thing you cannot argue with is that it is by the sea even if that is a long way off if the tide is out as it was today! Being at the seaside Mrs. W had to walk on the beach although I noted her shoes stayed on so she didn't get that sand between the toes. Mind you although it was a warm and sunnyish day for October I don't think atmospheric conditions were quite right for bare footing it. 

The local gulls did not seem that impressed with either us or the apparent tractor tyre doughnuts in the sand - remember this is agricultural Lincolnshire where tractors rule!

Off shore there is a large wind farm which I guess is how much of the view out to sea will look over the next few years

In contrast to this new technology what remains of the once 1,844 ft (562 m) long pier provides a taste of the old historic Skegness. Much of it was destroyed in a bad storm in 1978 and like most piers in this Country the money was never there to rebuild.

Although the sea front is full of amusement arcades and parks at this time of year they take on an almost apocalyptical atmosphere as they shut down for the Winter.

Despite the almost apocalyptical atmosphere there were still open topped buses offering a tour around the town although why is a question I probably will never find an answer to!

One thing you have to recognise is that Skegness knows how to look after our canine friends as this Dog Bar illustrates!

Having had a pizza lunch and bought some cheese for dinner (how I ended up buying cheese at the seaside is another unanswerable question!) we headed home along some back roads which became a time travelling moment - literally! We ended up following these two USA WW2 jeeps with the drivers in full GI uniforms and a large gun mounted on one of the vehicles going through the small backwater villages and countryside which probably has changed little in the 70 years or so since the war. Was I in the early 1940's? Well any illusion of being there was shattered by Mrs. W wanting to know if we should get a French stick to go with the cheese!

 Need to see if I have a kit for a jeep in my collection of unmade models and if not why not!