We had another bank holiday this Monday and, boy oh boy, did the weather deliver on being typical for a British bank holiday. It was blowing a gale in Margate and wasn’t so warm, so the heating had to come back on. Just as well it wasn’t too nice as I’d got a bit behind with my blogs so it gave me a chance to catch up.

When we went out for our walk on Saturday, I was tempted by the sea as the sun was shining but then Karen pointed out the big waves that were blowing over the tidal pool.

Fortunately, it was nice enough that we could sit on Margate steps (with a fleece on) and watch the world go by. Lots of people were in shorts and t-shirts which seemed a bit of an over commitment to a beach holiday in the UK bearing in mind the temperature.

There were lots of children around, of course, as its half term and a couple of them had kindly built me some wonderful sandcastles.

     

The biggest event going on in Margate was Margate Meltdown. Its something that happens every May bank holiday and all the bikers come down. I have never seen so many bikes in one place and was only able to look at a few.

     

Best of all, on Saturday, a couple of Mods got married and they had the ceremony in the main square followed by fish and chips (the ambulance is unrelated).

You may be wondering what the bonus is and whether that’s a reference to an extra day off work. Well, when I was going through my photos with Karen, we found some from Broadstairs which I hadn’t added to a blog, so thought I’d take the opportunity to share them with you now.

It is also a nice reminder in such horrible weather that the sun does shine. In fact, the McDonalds advert does say “you know its summer when Margate looks like Miami”.

What I like about Broadstairs is that the public gardens are so well tendered so, despite all the chaos of lots of people, it feels quite tranquil.

          

And there are some pretty good clifftop views too.

But its just not Margate …

As a final (and unrelated) thought, I wanted to share with you some lovely sweets that Karen’s big sister bought her. Some are of the view that its like eating the Minions, so I use them as slippers instead.