Frinton is on the east coast - the MUCH less popular part ofthe British coast. If it is crowds you are after, head south, south-west. If you want to go to a small, friendly place that only opened it's first pub in 1991, then head for Frinton!
I've got to say, the Frinton experience was slightly reminicent of Faulty Towers. We arrived, to find out B&B empty. The cleaner let us in & we bumped around the place until we were sure no one was there. We accepted a parcel on the owners behalf, then we locked the place & headed down to the beach. We had to call the B&B to let them know we had arrived (at the time we had told them the day before) & that we had headed for the beach.
It was lovely to swim in the sea. The weather (on Friday) was perfect & Kynan looked so happy after over a year away from water. He is a real piecies & whenever we are near the sea he finds it so hard to drag himself out of it.
We went for al lovely bike ride up to Walton-on Naze (or The Naze) as they call it. It was really windy & I was fooled into thinking it wasn't hot. I ended up as red as a tomato & very tender that afternoon. Thankfully, there are no photos of that :)
Not much else to say about Frinton. It's essentially one street, filled will resturants that serve good old fashioned British food ( & yes, that is actually very tasty indeed) & friendly people who say good morning to you as you pass it the street. It was refreshing after a year of not leaving London. It's had started to seem like everyone in Britain was a rude & self-interested. But not so.
Little beach huts dot the shores of the English coast - often multiple rows at one time! We saw many of them for sale. £10,000 seemed to be the going rate for a second or thrid row hut. £16,000 was the most expensive I saw. Going to the coast in the UK is a very different coastal experience to that in Australia.
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