Well, the weekend before last, we had our annual trip to Scarborough and this time we stayed for two nights in a lovely B & B overlooking the cricket ground. The weather forecast was appalling for the three days that we were there but the forecast is as irrelevant as Les Dennis’ acting career in the Davies household. Plus, it turned out they got it wrong.
We got there on Friday at lunchtime and had some dinner before we went to check in. Once we were unpacked, we headed to the beach to make the most of the afternoon. To be honest, I went to the beach via the shops and met up with Andrew and the bairn after a short interlude. Scarlett had a great time but mostly stayed out of the sea on this day as she said there was “too much”. She built many a lame sandcastle, making the schoolboy error time and again of using sand that was far too dry to make any kind of decent structure.
After we had worn the beach out, we took the coastal road to the South Bay for a tea of fish and chips from the fantastic Winkin Willy’s and then had a leisurely walk back to the b & b. Scarlett had her own separate room adjoining ours and slept in the “big girl bed”. We were slightly concerned that she might fall out or just get out and run around in the night. She was shattered by the time she went to bed though so there were no problems.





On Saturday we took the train to Bridlington for a wander and visited the old town for the first time. It was nice enough but there wasn’t a lot there. We took the scenic route back to the front & had some dinner before heading off. We stopped off in Filey on the way back so that we could make the most of the day. Here, we spent most of the time on the beach even though the weather had taken a bit of a turn for the worse. It’s quite cosy on the beach under a brolly though.
When we got back to Scarborough we went to one of our favourite places to eat only to be disappointed. It was under new management & they were obviously trying to go a bit more up-market, missing the point that part of its charm was its greasy-spoon-ness. Plus, frozen fish and chips? At the seaside? Ye Gods!










Sunday was going home day but we’d booked a tea-time train so that we could have another day at the beach. The weather was lovely so after checking out, we headed to the North Bay where we spent the morning. Scarlett spent a lot of the time paddling and the rest of the time making those rubbish sand castles again. It was so hot that I had to buy a hat in the beach shop. All they had were brightly coloured baseball caps or men’s straw trilbies. You can guess which option I went for. No, not the baseball cap.
After a hot morning, we took the coastal road again to the South Bay and got some dinner in our absolutely favorite haunt in Scarborough: The Harbour Bar. This amazing place is famed for its ice cream which is some of the best in the country apparently. Its been owned by the Alonzi family since it opened in 1945 and barely anything has been changed with regards to the decor. You can understand why we love it.
The afternoon was spent on the South Beach where Scarlett’s main concern was collecting sea water in her bucket, bringing back up the beach and depositing it there. She’d seen some older kids making a castle with a moat and was emulating them, albeit in a slightly more basic fashion.
When it was time to go, we took the funicular up to town and had a leisurely walk to the train station. We got home with enough time to wind down and relax a little before real life began again. We finished off with take-away pizza after Scarlett had retired to bed. We had a great time & Scarlett absolutely loved it all. She was as good as gold (she usually is) and just made us look forward to all the seaside holidays yet to come.














