Don't come to me if you're looking for tourist guide information, or key facts about lovely Scarborough. I'm just going to tell you how the place made me feel.
I visited on 3rd August 2016, to spend the day there. Scarborough was an occasional family holiday destination was I was a small boy, back in the days when package tours abroad were considered extravagant for the lower working classes from which I sprang. These days, while plenty of people still visit English seasides, many of the resorts have something of a tarnished reputation, not helped by boozy Blackpool, and the pollution problems of earlier decades. But when I arrived here for my visit, I was amazed by how clean and tidy the promenade and beach were. I struggled to find signs of litter. The and on the beach was beautifully soft, the sea blue and clear. The promenade has all the lovely tack that you associate with and English seaside, from the bucket-and-spade shops, amusement arcades, ferris wheel and dodgems, and wafting smells of candy floss, burgers, donuts and fish n chips. The lovely old buildings cram together on the hillside in pastel shades, with the old Grand Hotel, and the even older ruins imposing against the skyline. When the sky is blue over Scarborough, the place comes into its own; so picturesque, so quintessentially English. Take a boat trip and see the coastline from a distance, with rolling green hilltops terminating in sudden dramatic cliffs. Walk the beach and feel the sea on your feet, find some crabs in the pools, or if you're lucky, a starfish. Go up the hillside in the quaint trams. And remember to have have fish n chips for lunch!
Words & pictures © Darren R. Scothern 2016