Me and my husband are a little bit in love with Woolacombe in North Devon. We have been there for a holiday, 10 of the 11 years that we have been together, and this year we just decided we couldn't wait till Summer to have our fill of the place.
We normally head there in our lovely camper van, but it was a little bit too cold for that in February, so we stayed in a little wooden hut instead, which had the most amazing view of Woolacombe sands.
Joe was brave enough to go in the sea (I decided against it, as I had a cold that I didn't want to make worse) though he nearly froze to death- some neoprene gloves and a balaclava are in order for our next non summer dip I think!
Now I really can't wait till Summer!