Shell Grotto

Margate is such an odd place; a town of two halves. The quaint bunting-clad old town is miles away (yet a few steps) from the dilapidated seafront and rows of empty shops. We spent the morning wandering round and visited the Shell Grotto. I've been before, so knew what to expect, but the Grotto was still as intriguing on the second visit.

G and I then made our way to Hay on Wye for a few days in the country, meeting up with a friend on the way for a convoy.