Mr Shoestring has had a craving for cockles for about three weeks, so yesterday as it wasn’t raining for once he dragged me down to Old Leigh on the Essex Coast for a brisk walk and some seafood.
It certainly was brisk and bracing, although we had sunshine and blue skies for a bit. There were lots of families braving the winds and shovelling plates of cockles, winkles and jellied eels, covered with vinegar and white pepper.
We saw this really pretty cottage.
By the time we left it was freezing rather than bracing and we couldn’t wait to get back in the car for to drink our flask of coffee. A good day though for the price of the diesel and half a pint of cockles 🙂