A trip to the beach
I'm not going to call it a staycation, because as far as I'm concerned, that's staying in your own home - if you go away, it's a holiday, and holidays don't have to be abroad.
Anyway, Mr Robot and I took a week off work, and spent two nights of it down in Dorset, in West Bay. I knew it had been a while since we last visited as we haven't been since Broadchurch was filmed there, but looking at this blog it's been ten whole years. It was always a fairly sleepy place, being the harbour for Bridport, and happily being on telly hasn't spoiled that. It seemed rather busier, mostly with older people and families with senior members, but there's still only the one arcade and the fish-and-chip huts are still there. It hasn't gone tacky.
Of course, you can't do a lot in two nights. Most of the other visitors seemed to be daytrippers and the town was pretty empty by 6pm on Wednesday night – unfortunately that meant most of the food places closed. Still, we'd had fish and chips from a hut for lunch, and we had tea at the pub – a local burger with Dorset Blue Vinny cheese for me, and mussels in Dorset cider and cream for the Mr.
Thursday evening was a meal at Station Kitchen in West Bay. It's a little restaurant made from the converted railway station – closed as part of the Beeching cuts, I believe – and a railway carriage that's been done out.
Anyway, that was our trip away. Short, but very much needed. There aren't any photos of me because I'm really feeling bad about my lockdown weight gain right now. Covid cases have suddenly shot up in Bath, so I'm probably not going to be going out much for the forseeable. We've got our second jabs next week, but I don't want to catch Covid or spread it, so we'll carry on being cautious. I hope you're taking care too – stay safe!