I have never been so cold in all my life (well maybe once when I had to crawl out of the River Ooze at 3am one winter morning; but that’s what acting in films does for you!) Ricky and his dad turned up at 7am, which is impressive for a musician I can tell you, and we headed out to Cayton Bay which is a nice little beach on the outskirts of Scarborough. By ‘nice’ I mean a seaside destination which is pleasent to spend time at in the summer, equiped with a stripy deck chair, a good book and an ice cream.
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