Holiday

Well it began ok, lovely sun, the girls were able to go to the park and to sunbathe outside.  Dogs were able to wander around the garden and were no trouble at all but then, down came the rain.  Oh dear, thankfully we had a launderette handy to dry clothes.

The park itself has a lovely Leisure Centre with water facilities, these are a great favourite of the girls and as one can imagine, it was packed every day.

Sadly we have just read that a young boy has just lost his life through slipping off of a slipway, not far from where we were staying.  Such a young life gone just like that how the parents must be suffering.  It seems to me that the things I used to take for granted as a child, have become more dangerous.  I suppose as children we do not see the dangers but they have been there all of the time.

I used to spend hours in the sea and yet now I do not feel comfortable letting the girls do the same, consequently they have not had this experience.  My mother would pack up sandwiches which by the time we came to eat them were squashy but enjoyable.  We used to sit for hours on the sand, parents in deckchairs with mum dolling out the food.  By the time we finished our castles our sandwich would have a gritty taste.  Days gone by which we enjoyed.

No cars in those days so we would walk to the train station, quite a walk to begin with, we would then wait a while for the train.  Today it is an experience for the youngsters to go by train, indeed we are considering a treat and taking the old route to days goneby.  

Anyway back we came after a wet holiday and....arghhhhhhhhhh the weeds.....my how they had grown. Bless em at least we had a welcome home.

Our old bridge.