On reaching Weymouth we parked the car and made our way towards the Esplanade but for a change we turned left on reaching the seafront and wandered along the beach in the other direction. This side of Weymouth is an altogether different place - no Punch and Judy, no ice creams or burgers, no donkey rides (although to tell the truth there were probably precious few of any of those on the main beach now the season is over) Greenhill is a more upmarket, genteel sort of area probably because the beach has by now turned from fine white sand to shingle and finally to pebbles.
here so won't bore you with them again here but it was a pleasant wander.
This is the view from the bridge once we were able to cross.
Back along the esplanade these hotels were still looking lovely with their colourful flowers. Reached the car park a few minutes before our 4 hours was up and in less than an hour we were home and had the kettle on for.... you've guessed it - a nice cup of tea!