Strolling over Vale Road bridge into work this morning - the rain battering down on passing cars, soaking my clothes and emptying the streets ahead - I couldn't help but smile.
Why, you may ask? Well, this weather and a subsequent breeze filled my senses with what could be.
The smell of the seaside, salty air and a waft of the ocean really brightened what can be one of the most depressing three-minute walks you'll ever experience.
Looking down on Rhyl High Street is depressing; it's a landscape that will never take your breath away (for the right reasons, anyway).
Your gaze is often met by whirlwind of litter, empty buildings and, these days, the occasional beggar.
But when it's quiet, when you can soak up the atmosphere, sense the water and unlock this town's potential - it does give you a sense of hope.
Things are moving forward, and I pray that one day this same short amble will include a view of the beach, as it once did, before concrete and rusting metal barred our relationship with that once-glorious seafront.
The Grange has gone, so has Bar Blu, the funfair, the Coliseum Theatre and a raft of attractions.
But the beach remains, and if we can deliver it back to the required cleanliness levels, and tear down the wall that hides it away, it will once again be our greatest asset.
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Kath A wrote...
Here here! Demolish that ridiculous children's village and let the sea air through!!! Make Rhyl famous for its beach again rather than the more negative aspects of the town.
I love Rhyl beach, its a pleasure to walk along once you've found it!!!
Posted by: Kath A | August 21, 2008 2:47 PM