Week 226: Skegmess (Reprise)

A week of private views, interesting art, residencies, Japanese food, big nights in Skegness, intensely decorated houses, hot tubs, sandy walks, and muddy walks.

Posted on by Rowan Manning.
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  • On Wednesday I went to a private view with Scarlett, who I haven’t seen in ages. The exhibition was for a collective of artists who have stayed with her a few times (Mawwdach Residency) and it was an experience! I’m still not sure what I witnessed but it was fun.

  • We went for Japanese food at Tenshi which has been on my list for a while, it captures the vibes of an Izakaya well and the food was great!

  • Over a long weekend we took a trip back up to Skegness, this time it wasn’t for a Butlins Weekender but tbh the first night was just as messy. We accidentally drank three bottles of wine each in the hot tub and didn’t feel great the next day.

  • The house we stayed in was a work of art, and the owner was… I know this is a loaded term… a character. We could overlook the occasional impracticality because it was like living in a fever dream, kind of in a good way? It was also probably an electrician’s worst nightmare.

    Wooden planks barricading a doorway with a sign reading 'I only drink on days that start with T - Tuesday, Thursday, Today, Tomorrow, Thaturday, Thunday'
    A bathroom full of odd ornaments and paintings
    A bedroom adorned with fairy lights, a painting of a pig, with exposed brick in odd patches
    A dining room lit from lots of different angles by coloured lights, ornaments are dotted around and decorations stapled to the walls
    A landing bathed in red light, several paintings are on the walls and the ceiling is daubed with the message 'Scared of heights'
    Several mismatched chairs in a living room with sprayed writing on the walls and a mix of exposed brick an bright colours. Chains hang from the ceilings and ornaments are dotted around

  • On Sunday we managed to drag ourselves out into town. I think Skegness gets an unjustified bad name - I’ve been to far more run down seaside towns, I dare say it was charming. We had a fry up, wandered along the beach, played crazy golf, and ate fish and chips.

  • We broke up the drive home with a little walk near Anglesey Abbey and got quite muddy. I’m enjoying driving and London isn’t scary any more, which is saying a lot - I learned in small villages and country roads.

  • The lads were pleased to see us, and we were pleased to sleep in our own beds in a less intense house.