Boys will be boys!

Went up to Cleethorpes this morning in FOG! Or as the locals here would say - a sea fret.
But by mid morning the sun had burnt off the fret and everyone was having fun on the beach and in the sea. Cleethorpes was heaving! Trains were spilling out folk from the midlands, every parking space was taken, the flowers along the front were fantastic and the beach was crowded. I love Cleethorpes - can you tell?