So it turns out that there is a desert in Britain. Nonsense I hear you cry! I shit you not – a bone fide, meteorologically verified desert. Discovered my Ethan of course, but how he stumbled across the strange micro climatic oddity is anyone’s guess.
Still, we duly packed up the car and headed south to the strangely compelling, slightly weird but utterly cool Dungeness.
Bizarrely, the humidity changes so quickly that even walking to and from the headland, there is a noticeable difference. The landscape is somewhat alien, which probably explains the constant stream of film crews using this as a prime location. Minds suitably blown we had to have a rest and refuel with a lobster brioche at the Dungeness Fish Shack…
…if only because it is a fish shack in a desert!
Anyway, a weird phenomenon – even if it is caused by a nuclear power station. Well worth a visit. Could this be the coolest (warm) place in Britain?