Following a quiet night in the Chichester Travelodge we hit the town. Chichester is a very pretty place. I was reluctant to go to the cathedral as my dad was a history teacher and I spent a fair amount of my childhood holidays looking at the cathedrals of England, but it was very nice. I'd forgotten how much fun gargoyles are, and Chichester has some crackers.


Old and new.


After that bit of culture it was seaside all the way. I was intrigued by the sound of the Witterings and the Manhood Peninsula which lie to the south. I imagined a sort of Mapp and Lucia adult adventure. It wasn't like that though - the Witterings, East and West were mobbed and parking was really expensive so we had a quick look at East Wittering beach. It had the strangest sand I've ever seen - like cement. Next, we headed to Selsey, so we could say "we've even been to Selsey Bill". It wasn't remote and strange like Portland Bill; it was lively and stank of fish. I was a bit disappointed until I noticed:

House made of railway carrages, Selsey

A house made of railway carriages. I've read about these but never seen one in the flesh. How cool.

Palmistry in Bognor

Next up: Bognor Regis. Bognor has become a bit of a legend in our holiday planning. We keep getting close to it, but not close enough to get there. Like a cross between Mecca and Brigadoon, it's become legendary as the place we wanted to get to but couldn't reach. So going to Bognor was a disproportionately big deal. Even with high expectations it didn't disappoint. 100% pure seaside. Beach, pier, bouncy castle, rock shop, crazy golf - the lot. From here Bognor became the benchmark against which all other seaside places were judged, especially by Danny (3) because it had a BOUNCY SLIDE.

Thomas Heatherwick's cafe, Littlehampton

After we'd exhausted Bognor we tried Littlehampton. Danny fell asleep so Tommy and I had a look at Thomas Heatherwick's award-winning East Beach Cafe and headed off again.

Worthing Lido

Last call: Worthing by sundown. Worthing is lovely. Scrubbed up and stately. The Art Deco pier is a gem and the Lido, filled in to be a fun fair was very pleasant. The boys got a shot on everything and I took enough pictures to stoke me up for the last few miles to Camber Sands.

There's usually a bit of trepidation arriving at our holiday accommodation but as this was our 4th Pontin's and we'd been here before we knew what we were in for. We were in the chalets that the pop stars were in at Bowlie, so that was a good sign.

See all photos from day 3.

There was a whole row of those railway-carriage chalets backing on to the pebble beach round the coast at Pagham when I last visited in the 90s - probably still there. Plus a nature reserve around a lagoon, one pub, one caff, one amusemnt arcade.

And, if you ever get down West Wittering when it's not mobbed you should eat at Boulevard, a great fish and chip restaurant whose portion sizes defy belief.

(This is all a bit too late to be useful isn't it? Sorry. )

Great photos as ever - did you get your palms read?

No, that's good to know. Never know when we'll be down that way again.

I thought about getting my palms read, as Tommy's been quite into lately. But then I got scared and decided against it.

Glad you liked the two cathedrals on your trip - both full of lovely art, but also interesting as buildings too. I kept staring at the carving of the queen, wondering what I found odd about it - I've got it: most of us are taller than her so we never normally see the queen from below!

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