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Lets go fly a kite

If you get the right weather and there's something rather exciting going on, anywhere can look totally fabulous. Yesterday we went to The Big Sky Kite Festival at Margate and with the glorious autumn sun, shimmering blue skies and the most amazing kites I've ever seen dancing in the sky, it was the perfect family day out.
None can deny that there is a somewhat run down element to Margate but it is also has a certain sense of style and old seaside town chic that I love. The new Turner Contemporary Art Gallery has transformed the town into a place that my husband is now happy to take me and with continued promise of regeneration, especially for the dilapidated Dreamland, I'm rather optimistic about it's future.


The buildings along the main sands seafront are truly ugly with a total eye sore block of flats but there are the most flamboyant Victorian cast iron fish street lamps. It truly is a mix of the good, the bad and the ugly in design.



The kites were amazing. I could have sat and watched them all day. The sun was warm, the breeze was balmy and the music relaxing. The children ran and splashed in the sea and we could have been anywhere in the world.


Yesterday was only our second visit to Turner Contemporary but as an art graduate there is nowhere that I would rather take my children and although Charlie still has quite a lot to learn about how to behave in a gallery, I am grateful that he now has that opportunity. If given the choice, modern architecture would not really be top of my favourites list, but this space is growing on me.



Yesterday there was a free kite making workshop in the little clock tower building next to the gallery which meant we all got to make and fly a kite.





Josie and Charlie flying their kites




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