I stepped off the train and tried to remember why I'd come. I had been warned. "It's not very nice", they said. "Not much to do", they told me. I was in Margate.
|Margate Perfect Figure, Margate Lido, September 1947|
|Margate Pier, c1900|
|Dreamland Amusements today|
|Skinheads in Margate, 1970s|