So far, I’ve limited my ramblings here to Tunbridge Wells itself, but I hope it is not cheating too much for me to include the odd blog about some nearby places I love to return to. One of my favourite regular locations is Hastings, although those of you who know the place will recognise that already the picture above is a double cheat as it is taken at nearby Battle where the actual fight happened in 1066 and where they re-enact it every year on the anniversary.
Hastings itself is a really interesting seaside town which is very photogenic. Unlike its more famous and glamorous rival Brighton, it is very much a working fishing town still and has its own unique architecture of tall fisherman’s huts around the area called the Stade.
The town does also try to do resort and like Brighton it has its own abandoned and recently burnt out pier:
This can also be seen from one of the wonderful clifftop walks above the town:
Down below, back in the town, the fishing attracts aggressive giant gulls:
This last one looking like it might swoop down to attack the old funicular lift up to the cliffs:
And then most of all I love those old boats: