Property News · August 4, 2017

Let’s move to Herne Bay, Kent: classic caffs and crazy golf


Sandwiched between Whitstable and Margate is the seaside that time forgotWhat’s going for it? Funny how some places change by the hour – blink, and the Poundland’s been magicked into a slam-poetry cafe – while others are the still, immovable eye of the storm. I’ve been coming to Herne Bay for decades and, OK, so the bandstand has been (nicely) restored, but little else has changed. This seaside town still seems wedged in the age of Charles Hawtrey and the three-day week. All the more surprising with just a few hundred yards on one side dividing it from Whitstable, which seems to sprout a biodynamic toddlerwear emporium every third day, and a few miles on the other keeping Margate and its slam-poetry cafes at bay. Don’t get me wrong: Herne Bay could do with a few pounds being spent in its caffs, but there’s something heartening about a place where the height of entertainment remains a round of crazy golf.The case against Occasionally melancholic. A lack of decent bars. Continue reading…

Source : theguardian.com
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