Bosham and West Wittering are but a few miles apart
geographically but as a matter of market appeal and cultural attraction they
are a million miles from each other.
Bosham is a quaint and historical waterside town with
quaint old English village feel to it and its tea shops, public houses, church,
green outside the yacht club attract a certain type of visitor who likes to
stroll around, sit quietly on benches watching the kids playing in their
dinghies, eat and drink in the convivial pubs and generally enjoy a gentler
pace of life.
On the other hand West Wittering on a summer’s weekend
is a mass of humanity, exposed skin, inappropriate clothing choices, sitting sunburned
jowl by pink cheek on every available square foot of sand on the long wide
beach. I have never seen so many people on one beach in my life. And the car
park! The rows, upon row of cars broken only by groups of families having BBQs
next to the vehicles or queuing for the fish and chips and ice creams at the café
in the middle was mind boggling. We paid the $£6 to get into the car park,
walked to the beach, gasped at what we saw and immediately turned around again.
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