At the northernmost point of the Golden Mile, sits Britannia Pier.
 
What used to greet me early is now my halfway point. At the base, an arcade. Numerous sideshows line the centre, as you walk to the end, and people in bars look out to sea, or to the absolutely vast beach Great Yarmouth has.
 
I looked out myself, observing a man attempting to fly a kite. The kite did not comply; instead, it kept hitting him on the head.

At the very end of the pier is a small amusement park, tucked behind the main attraction: The theatre. 
 
I noticed an array of stars were booked: Cannon & Ball and the Grumbleweeds, Jim Davidson, Joe Pasquale and others. Big stars - I feel proud that Great Yarmouth can still attract such a galaxy.
 
The Chuckle Brothers were performing 'Pirates of the River Rother'. Not quite as catchy as the previous year’s 'Barry Potty and the Chamberpot of Secrets', but I’m sure the content was equally funny.
 
For me, the most excitement came around 15 years ago. I was on the Pier, and Bobby Ball strolled right past me, saying hello to all the slack-jawed bystanders.