The Burlington

Carried on down to Worthing ( it has a Jessops which avoided a trip to Preston with my dead camera) and had to book into a hotel. Mother does have a sofa bed in her one bed flat but it is the most uncomfortable one I have ever slept on. Found this sea front hotel with a view of the  sea fret - that's "haar" to my Northern friends. It was so misty it was quite cold. We had planned to go to Arundel Castle gardens but its half term, the sea fret meant it was  too cold on the beach so, I far as I could make out, everyone had gone to Arundel. We turned round, went back to Worthing and sat in the terrace bar for the afternoon looking at the deserted beach.