My first time in Whitstable. A lovely Kent sea side town. Although Londons rich have pretty much swallowed it up, it still retains its quaint seaside status. That fishy smell, the the sound of the Gulls, the unchanged buildings dripping with history.
This shop front, to me, typifies what Whitstable is about. Still showing its signs of its many uses over the years. The ornaments in the window shout out "seaside" The hickaldy pickaldyness of the building saying "You won't change me mate"