Southwold

The weather was unbelievable for a UK April. The skies were bluer than Turkey's.

Here I'm in Southwold polishing the plaque we had placed on the end of the pier in memory of my dad, who just a week before his passing, was standing at this very spot gazing out to sea. He loved it.

This is the view of Southwold from the end of the pier

The beach huts are just being moved from their winter locations to the summer ones

and this is the pier as seen from near the lighthouse