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Melodies
from past sea-side singalongs from those dilapidated piers
all around the United Kingdom, tales and songs from the past
told through salt rotten wood and unsafe structures. Sounds
seldom heard these days around the British seaside resorts.
A trip back to the old golden heyday of the British summer
holiday season, still in slight focus like an old sepia polaroid
photograph in a dusty old photograph album. |
