Took a drive down to Sidmouth last Sunday afternoon. The weather was glorious summer sunshine and the town was busy with tourists and day-trippers, although there’s not a lot to look at apart from the sea. Sidmouth, like most of our beach resorts has been turned into a clone town with exactly the same looking cafes and gift shops as everywhere else.
And like everywhere else, gone are the streets full of pubs, so we headed to the far end, past the lifeboat station and yachty club to the old, working fishermans’ yard, hidden behind the public loos where crab sandwiches were to be had for a quarter of the price to be paid in the now ubiquitous gastropubs.
Munched on the beach sat on the old pipes washed up from the Napoli and breathed some fresh sea air, still to be had gratis. Pudding was some delicious fresh-baked chocolate tiffin, also from the fisherman’s shack and where we made our way back to after taking the promenade, to collect our sea-bass for tea.
