Folkestone with family
Off to Folkestone today, via Ashford where we picked up Pat and Maureen and Ken. Enjoyed visiting Folkestone, where Lorraine had attended a sixth form college, and visited lots as a child. It is also part of my family lore too, with mum's grandparents living there when she was young, and lots of her summer holidays being spent there. We parked by the harbour, and I had haddock and chips (and mushy peas) in a harbourside fish and chip restaurant. Pat and Maureen ate huss. Lots of seafood around there. We strolled down to the beach with the arches, which I know Mum played in as a child. We saw three planes flying in formation, a spitfire, a hurricane and a twin engined plane I didn't recognise, even after Ken had used his amazing camera to get several shots of them in the air. Ken really throwing himself into photography with gusto and doing lots of experimental shots while we were there. A brief mooch about the old side of town, before Lorraine drove us back to Ashford, along ...