Having applied scarves and gloves to keep the chilly February weather at bay, we hit the streets, but after a slow trek out of town along pothole ridden lanes, through the harbour and down to the beach, we discovered that infact the sea air was welcoming and warm for the time of year... Cue beach art, picnics...
...and the most astonishing sunset.
Later that evening Frida would house snacks, dominoes and even a disco, but until then and parked up at the water's edge with sunset fast apporaching, the old girl looked very peaceful and very much at home.
(...definitely not an Essex girl.)