I was in Skegness alone for half an hour. It was early evening; the wind was up and the shops were closing. No-one was checking in at the Quorn hotel, and the last lady in Wilko’s had nearly finished her stock check.
The chip shops of chip shop alley were closed for the season. Pool was being played in the liberal club, and the mobility scooters were lined up outside the only open slot machine arcade on the parade.
The cinema had plasma screens on its outdated wall playing endless trailers to the deserted streets.
Flirtz lap dancing club is closed. Jive Bunny’s cafe is closed. Mad Harry’s is closed. Spalls of Skegness is closed. Peoples First Mobility is closed.
KFC is open.