In Southampton, all the local seasidey places are quite urban and bleak in a 1980s USSR sort of way. Brutalist. Terminal. This is ok though, I like this. I like the juxtaposition.
You won’t find many (or any) tourists there – it seems a backdrop of power stations and a view of oil tankers isn’t to everybody’s liking. It feels a bit like the end of the word; a post-apocolypse with beach huts.