A year ago they were in Broadstairs, on a coach trip for Folk Week and the antique shops.
She said it was Midsomer-sur-Mer, with all those creepy morris dancers. Some had blackened their faces, which seemed a bit racist. They scanned the scene for real black people, but drew a blank. The Guardian says the blacking-up is a tradition, something to do with chimney sweeps.
Later they sat on Tracy Coates (1960-1995), who loved the sea and Morelli’s ice cream. They did, too. On the way home they noticed that the Isle of Dogs was now the Greenwich Peninsula.