I had forgotten what Butlins was really like and to escape the hordes Jo and I decided to escape from the camp and take a walk into Minehead.

As the weather was overcast the beaches were deserted except for one family dressed in there thickest winter clothes and hiding behind a wind break. After all they have taken a trip to the seaside and they WILL enoy the beach.

We walked on by and ended up at the small harbour, sheltering behind the sea wall to eat our sandwiches

 

before returning to ‘The Camp’