We are going to the seaside for a few days.
There will not turquoise sea. But there will be sludge brown/gunmetal grey/airforce blue sea with white horses (depending on the sky and wind).
There will not be busty mermaids basking, blissfully unaware of the sharks circling her. But there will be people lounging on sofas reading, blissfully unaware of the world.
There will not be bikinis on show. But there will be wetsuits for the (fool) hardy amongst us.
And there will not be tropical orange fish, but there will be fish 'n' chips and salt 'n' vinegar.
Yes, it's a Great British Seaside Holiday.
[Cake by Phoebe, commissioned by a friend, made after school one evening. I had to whizz to the local shop to buy more icing sugar and in the very short time I was gone, Phoebe had made the rather gorgeous mermaid and given her a fabulous figure and blonde-on-blonde tresses.]