Number four is a boy after my own heart and when asked what he wanted to do for his birthday he replied, “the seaside”
His first choice was Brighton which is my first love but with him wanting to take his new gokart we talked him round to Whitstable as I knew he would be able to ride freely along the seafront and make the most of his new toy.
We visit Whitstable a few times a year and stayed there last Easter. I love the simplicity of this seaside town with its narrow streets housing pretty little shops, beautiful fish restaurants everywhere you turn and long stretches of unspoiled pebbled beaches.
One of the highlights of our stay last year was the breakfast at the Hotel Continenal so we got up extra early to get down there to fill up before our adventures.
Number four was a little disappointed that we had not packed his pyjamas for an overnight stay!
Full to the brim we set off in a walk along the seafront along to Tankerton just outside Whistable. We stopped several times to throw pebbles into the sea, investigate the beach huts and have races with the gokart.
After another stop for tea to warm up once we reached Tankerton we turned back and swapped the gokart for crabbing lines. We had tried to explain to the extremely wilful number four that the chances of catching any crabs would be highly unlikely but there was no wavering and he stood on the edge of jetty shivering like mad but determined to catch a bite.