Miss Mostyn on Llandudno Promenade, the town’s grand public room beside the bay.

Llandudno Promenade is the town’s great public room: broad, level and open, with the bay on one side and the hotels standing to attention on the other like a line of relatives awaiting judgement.

It runs for roughly a mile and a half along the North Shore, from the foot of the Great Orme at the pier end to Craig y Don at the eastern end near Venue Cymru. This is a generous stretch, wide enough for traffic, pedestrians, cyclists, wheelchairs, and the full range of human ambulation from purposeful walk to what can only be described as competitive dawdling.

Even when nothing much is happening, the promenade is doing its work. People walk, pause, gossip, recover from lunch, inspect the weather and pretend not to look into hotel lounges.

The bandstand is one of the Victorian fixtures that still operates in season, and when it does the promenade briefly resembles the thing it always claimed to be: a resort taking recreation seriously enough to put it in public.

It is not flawless. Some buildings need investment, traffic can intrude and the resort trade brings its share of clutter. Do not be fooled by any guide that paints it all in cream and good manners.

But the civic asset is superb. A long, accessible seafront with space for families, wheelchairs, slow walkers, brisk walkers, private thoughts and ill-advised holiday romances is not a small thing.

The view from the promenade looking west is one of the classic Llandudno compositions: the bay curving away, the Great Orme rising behind, the pier pushing out into the water and the hotel frontage providing the vertical notes on the right-hand side. It has been painted, photographed and postcarded for over a hundred and fifty years without becoming untrue.

Many places would spend fortunes trying to manufacture what Llandudno already possesses. Naturally, some of Llandudno then does its best to undercharge, overpaint or clutter the inheritance.

The seasonal ice cream kiosks, benches, amusements and beach hire facilities along the promenade are part of the working resort tradition. One does not need to admire every element to recognise that a promenade without people using it is merely a wide pavement with aspirations.

Walk it more than once. Morning is quieter, afternoon more performative, evening softer. The promenade changes with light, weather and company, as all proper stages and improper stories do.