Where we've been for the last two days, moonlightings as red-coats. Not quite though and it only took just over the hour to get back to Thanet, where the sun is shining a little more brightly than it was when I left the famous resort, with some sultry afternoon showers threatening the beaches.
Butlins, like everywhere else, appears to have been taken over by the Polish service industry, an unusual contrast of strong Eastern European and Yorkshire accents.
One thing that did stand out was of course the amusement park, the life and soul of the resort and heaving with people, markedly drawing the contrast with the gap in Margate seafront that was once called Dreamland; I've just caught the news that the Dreamland cinema is to close in November.
If Skegness can thrive as a British resort, Like Blackpool and Brighton, there must be hope for Margate but it's going to take rather more than an aircraft flying a banner along the beaches I suspect!