Christmas day at the seaside gives the opportunity to spot some of the less noticeable traditions at this time of year. This morning started with the finger drumming drivers parked along the front and waiting. This is the young, and not so young, couples who have not yet reached the stage of sharing elderly relatives. The driver waits in the car dispatching his partner off to deliver the box of chocolates and then assumes the pose, fingers drumming on the steering wheel whilst wondering “does it really take this long?”.
Next up we have the beach strangers, the annual visitors. Small groups who seem overly formally dressed can be seen walking along the beach with the occasional confused looking dog. Well it’s Christmas and they are visiting the coast so you have to go on the beach don’t you.
I won’t discuss the once a year pub visitors as they are a subject worthy of their own post, so next up we have the wonderful game of “who are you going home with”. As the pubs close and people wander home so increasingly odd couples can be seen departing together. A routine that normally happens in the dark, after a night in the pub, moves to daylight hours on Christmas and can be quite enlightening.
I am not a fan of the festive season myself but this year I am finding the enforced shut down particularly annoying. I am waiting on estimates for works to the current prospect and find the two-week loss of activity quite frustrating. Whilst it is likely that the commercial reality will be too harsh to consider it is tough having nothing to do and getting no closer to the answer.