The British seaside spots to avoid this summer break
Consumer champion Which? surveyed 3,872 members to compile a comprehensive rating of the best and worst coastal destinations in the UK.
Bamburgh in Northumberland claimed the top spot for the fifth consecutive year, highly praised for its beach, scenery, and peacefulness.
Other highly-rated seaside towns included Beer in Devon, Portmeirion in Wales, and Sidmouth in Devon, each noted for unique attractions and appeal.
Bognor Regis was ranked towards the bottom of the table, criticised by reviewers as a 'run-down seaside town' with poor entertainment.
Bangor in Gwynedd was also poorly rated due to social deprivation and lack of investment, while popular destinations like Brighton and Margate surprisingly failed to ignite enthusiasm.
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