Happy Days? R.C. Sherriff's The Fortnight in September, part 2

The holiday begins ( the second of three posts)

Hello and a warm welcome to the latest dispatch from Cambridge Ladies’ Dining Society. Apologies that this post (part of our 20th-century book club) is appearing a little later than planned. Appropriately enough, I was taking the sea air on a mini-break with friends who live in lovely West Sussex on the southern English coast. It was a gloriously sunny weather, but too breezy to sunbathe or swim, so we walked briskly along the shore in the direction of Bognor. Seagulls wheeled above our heads and the indigo sea sparkled to the horizon, but most of the beach huts were shuttered and the sloping shingle beach was almost deserted. However, a couple of ice-cream vans had parked nearby, and all the signs were there of a place waiting for the holiday-makers to arrive, and the seaside fun to begin. (Read on for my round-up of favourite Substack posts this week.)

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