The green-eyed monster

In the fifties, our next-door neighbours always went to Mabelthorpe for their annual holiday. Our family went to a number of different places, but one year we went to Bournemouth by train. Exotic eh?

Well if must have been a little exotic for those days because our neighbours were a little envious. We found out how envious the following summer when we received a Bournemouth postcard from them.

It was postmarked Mabelthorpe.