Thursday 29 October 2015

Bournemouth

I've never been sunburnt in England in October, until three weeks ago when we took a horseless carriage from Southampton to Bournemouth for a day out. The weather was a balmy 75 degrees leaving me red faced and furious with Carmen for not packing my facial sun bonnet.

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  1. Clear sky, 75°, palm trees — I suspect this is a trick quiz! Funchal Portugal?

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    1. I let the cat out of the bag there didn't I? It's in England LX, taken in a café in the town's square.

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  2. Torquay has palm trees.... but I don't think this is Torquay!
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  3. Bournemouth is wonderful. Known in many quarters as the Costa Geriatrica, for its elderly population. Although some nice, young totty can be found on the appropriately-named naturist beach at Studland. I'm loving your facial sun bonnet. Did Carmen spend the day in and out of churches and antique rooms, or did she go cottaging?

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    1. I had a lovely time in Bournemouth. We did visit a cottage on the seafront, I went in there to spend a penny and Carmen, being heavy with mud child, went into a cubicle to drop a dress size. I remember seeing an old man in there wanking at the urinal. It was the same when we visited the Winter Gardens in Blackpool, it must be a seaside thing. I don't give my florin away to toilet trolls unless he's young and gorgeous. I wonder if Lesbians go cottaging.

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  4. Does that facial sun bonnet come with garlic butter?

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