What I love about the place that I've chosen to live is the contrast. Yes, it's in a beautiful setting and some rather nice boutiques and eateries have sprung up since I moved here. But it's still a down to earth place, a working town with a good mixture of people, shops where you can buy useful stuff and friendly no-nonsense back street boozers like my local where I occasionally win a sausage or two.
When I was looking for a house in Brixham five years ago the estate agent extolled the town's virtues. He was obviously mistaking me for a incomer who know nothing about the area when he told me that soon the town would be as posh as neighbouring Dartmouth or Salcombe that's a bit further to the west. For those not in the know, these are holiday destinations favoured by people with kids called Tarquin.
Here's proof that it's not there yet. Thank goodness. Spotted by Mr Metrosexual in the 'pound shop' on Sunday where we'd gone to buy dog poo bags!