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More Yarmouth architectural detail.
Just a public toilet. But lovely tiling and details.
Given the sea air, both Mum & Dad had to stop regularly.
They were both very impressed with the facilities.
When I was a child you had to pay, and Mum's insistence on not letting the door close (which would mean an extra penny) probably led to my insistence of privacy when... well, you know.
Although it turns out I refused to go to the toilet in the boarding house when we first went on holiday to Yarmouth, and had to go across the road to the public toilets. On being told this story (quite recently) all I can remember being afraid of is the dangerously heavy doors in the Pay-For toilets, and the fear that they would shut, meaning I was wasting money, or being trapped; at this remove I'm not sure which fear was foremost.
Pic two shows the empty beach, and the attempt to draw people in.
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