Everything Crowds Under The Low Horizon

 

We’d never been to Weymouth, so we decided to go and have a look. The town was just waking up from hibernation. Octogenarians inching their way up the Georgian seafront, plum-coloured fleeces shrugging off the rain. The Portland Light beckoning through the fog. Mon Ami, Beach View, Concorde and The Gresham reflected in puddles. All Rooms En Suite. Live Entertainment. Coaches Welcome.

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About teninchwheels

Designer, photographer and Vespa-fixated pub bore. Born in Yorkshire, living in that London these past 20 years. Get in touch at teninchwheels@gmail.com, especially if you'd like to send me some free beer.
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