Folkestone

Malcolm and I returned late last night, from our brief jaunt to France with an overnight stay in the delightful town of Folkestone.  I can't say what I was expecting Folkestone to be like, but what a lovely place it was!

Certainly the weather helped.  Sunny and warm when we arrived, we walked along the seafront towards Sandgate and were afforded fine views across the sea to Dungeness and the nuclear power station which dominates the horizon.

There are some wonderful walks along the cliffs as well as the promenade.  In fact there are several different paths to take along the cliff-top and the beautiful gardens which run half way between the cliff-top and the prom.  There aren't many places left in Britain about which you can say Lovely!  But Folkestone was certainly a revelation.

More tomorrow perhaps.