Tickets, Money, Passport?

I found this in my folders. I *think* I took it in Devon. I remember having to walk down a tunnel carved into a hill to secluded bays where in olden times, ladies and gentlemen could swim with modesty. Fully clothed in their Victorian swimming suits of course.

I shall tomorrow adhere to number 4. Oh and will have to blithely ignore number 7 lest I render this blog even more irrelevant than it already is.

Labels: Victoriana