I've been to many seaside towns, both in and out of season and Skegness seems to be the worst.

An earlier start today. The course is good but more an affirmation of things I've used before, albeit at home, rather than breaking new ground for me, It's good to have some formal time set aside to cover all of this though as I had planned to do it at some time but never got around to it.

The course is using a room at one of the local manufacturers, Hoval Boilers. A large site, most of which seems to be derelict now, I guess a feature as manufacturing processes scale down and orders dry up. It's odd to be back in this kind of environment and standing at the door of one of the buildings the warm smell of oil and metal swarth takes me back to when I worked at the Mill.

Despite the weather not being as nice I decided to head for the sea and after a trip back to the room to upload my work email I set off to Skegness. A drive up over the Lincoln Wolds and through the outskirts of the town to the sea front. It's empty, abandoned with only the amusement arcades open to a few kids dressed in football shirts and too much gold. Even the sea front is empty with no one out walking taking the sea air. I wandered down to the pier, watching the mist rolling in from the sea and decide it's time to cut my losses and head out.

After a drive back across the Wolds, chased by the mist, which came down fast making it seem more like Autumn than Spring I stopped in Newark to eat at the local Indian. The food was ok, but boiling hot, perhaps they use a Hoval boiler ?