We kids used to sit on the sea wall all summer, and walk it from Littlestone out to Dymchurch and back. Greatstone too, but the sea wall runs out before you get there. We’d go to Greatstone for the dunes and the amusement arcade. Penny drops and Asteroids, and one of those fortune telling gypsy machines. The adults would take us for sit down fish and chips once each summer, they’d all get ripped on g&t and wine and we’d sneak their left overs. Once in a while there’d be a desultory fun fair and the girls would all fall in love with the roustabout boys on the waltzers while the boys stared at them and tried to copy them.
The fish and chip place was Tony’s. A pretty normal seaside restaurant at the front and a posh carpeted bit at the back for dates. The menu was exactly the same in both halves : Taramasalata (Tony was Cypriot), half a grapefruit with a dried cherry on top. Fish and chips, chicken and chips, pie and chips. Apple pie and ice cream, treacle tart and ice cream.