The Seafront at Frinton |
Sadly, we noticed a 'For Sale' sign up outside. Not sure if the current owners are struggling, or just want to retire, but it must have been a difficult couple of years with the Covid restrictions. Whatever, I guess the chef will change with the new owners, or perhaps like so many pubs we pass nowadays, it will become just another bordered up shell.
Walton is a fine town with its long pier and the famous tower where I walked the dogs. It also has a marina, though it is hidden inland and opens onto the River Twizzle rather than the sea. Later, we drove out through Frinton, a stuck-up little place that thinks too much of itself, but where I walked the dogs a second time. Frinton is a very tidy town, with a neat row of tidy High Street shops, and a pretty green overlooking the sea, but it lacks charm or even mystery. The streets pretend to be American, with "First Avenue", "Second Avenue", etcetera in monotonous straight rows. Strange to compare it with Jaywick, only a few miles further down the coast, which was labelled by a TV documentary as "Benefits on Sea", and is a dilapidated conglomeration of poor housing where one can buy a three story house with a balcony and a garden opening directly onto the beach for a relatively low sum.
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