“There was the pedestrian who wedged himself into the crowd, but there was also the flaneur, who demanded elbow room and was unwilling to forego the life of a gentleman of leisure” – Wanderlust: A History of Walking. Rebecca Solnit

Monsieur Poo-Pourri returns to Weymouth following the amazing success of his elaborate band, donkey, and cheerleader accompanied toe dipping in 2010! Msr Poo-Pourri would now like to explore the beach and its surrounding areas in greater detail. Once again dressed in his best Victorian clothes he will promenade along the Esplanade. He will point out the overlooked; dog shit on the pavement, a wonky sign, a stunning pattern on a handbag and also the truly startling; the sun in the sky, two lovers walking hand in hand etc. There will be no hierarchy as he stands and points at the thing of interest for two or three minutes before continuing his slow and leisurely promenade on the sea-front.