It’s hard to tell, but it’s snowing. I must admit it was nice sitting in a warm room eating scrambled Eggs on Toast with Bacon, while watching the flurries pass the window.
Over breakfast we decided to take a one train stop visit to Dawlish. But first we had to get to the train station. Taxi drive number two of the holiday.
On the train, outward bound for the beautiful seaside town of Dawlish. The one really cool thing we discovered was the Trainline.com app on the phone. Arrive at the station. Check out and choose what train to catch. Buy the tickets and wait for your train. Well done to whoever designed the app and integrated it into the railway system. IT WORKS.
Well all I can say about Dawlish is that it is a dump. It was cloudy and cold, but I’m not sure there would be any improvement with a heavy dose of sunshine.
Having said that, if you wanted to shoot grot, there were a lot of subjects to choose from. A little further up from this mural , were two old drunks living in a dinghy parked next to the local public convenience.
Fortunately, we didn’t fancy and Ice Cream or a hot dog. which is just as well as neither of these refreshment emporiums looked as though they had even been open during the Summer.
I think this part was supposed to be the nice municipal gardens.
The highlight of the day was the Pocahontas coffee shop at the station when we decided we would go back. Guess how much two coffees and a chocolate muffin costs. £10- £7… nope you are guessing far too high. £3. Our chef for the day was Bernard – well it could have been 🙂
The two young ladies in the corner behind Sand, were tucking into Hash Browns, white bread & butter with Baked Beans. …at least they sold Sarsons!
When we got back to Teignmouth, it was taxi ride three of the weekend and just in time for a nice cup of tea and a bickit.
It looks like the Steak dinner went down well then.