Childhood Memories of Summer
Last weekend we took a short break in Devon to Dawlish Warren. It really brought back some childhood memories of what Summer use to be like for my brother and I as children. They were really brilliant Summers, staying in a caravan and playing at the beach, I still remember the long walk back to the caravan site now! All the things we use to get up to we managed to squeeze into this weekend too including staying in a caravan… well sort of.
As soon we drove under the bridge below I was struck with memories..
Wanting to give Monkey the same happy Summers that I experienced as a child we got right to it..
1. Building Sand Castles
They have the same little paper flags that we had probably the best part of 25 years ago! I was shocked. Of course we had to build a sandcastle for each flag… Monkey had a new bucket in the shape of a castle in blue of course. Daddy brought the biggest spade which he could find
2. Hunting for Crabs
Dawlish Warren beach is a long stretch of reddy coloured sand – its funny as a child I remember it being a lot whiter. The tide goes out quickly and leaves unexpected hermit crabs scurrying around. Its the first time Monkey has really been old enough to appreciate it. On the second day when the weather was a lot nicer we managed to catch some other crabs in little pools with a net. They were a lot bigger. Monkey was very proud of his catch albeit a little scared.
In every shape and size, we use to use them to decorate our sand sculptures and castles. I forgot how windy the beach was, I think we ended up with wind burn on the last day. However ideal for windmills. We didn’t get one of those rainbow coloured wind breaks although I still remember my dad knocking it in with a trainer. Families seem to have progressed to mallets now..
4. Treasure Hunting
At the waters edge looking for stones (he’s obsessed) and shells and lots of other pieces of treasure as Monkey calls it… we did manage to find this large green rock which looks a bit like marble, and some of the biggest shells. I also found sea glass, as a child I use to collect pieces of it every time I went to the beach in blues and greens I use to think it was mermaid jewellery, bless.
5. Digging a really big hole
What is it with kids and digging holes on the beach? We use to try and bury my dad and try to dig to the authorised of the world. We taught Monkey to fill back in his holes since the tide comes so far in, just to avoid any mishaps!
6. Have a Picnic
Despite the fact that sand gets everywhere food always seems to taste better outdoors, we always use to take a picnic to the beach when we were kids. Sand didn’t seem to bother Monkey one bit, every time we wiped his hands down they were covered again within seconds as were his sandwiches!
7. Ice Cream
No trip to the beach is complete without an ice-cream and the local shop served Devon’s finest. In the background of this photo there was some fairground rides much to Monkey’s upset he was too short for all of them! He really wanted to go on the slides with Daddy but alas they wouldn’t let two people on a mat. That was always part of the fund the helter skelter with dad! Its health and safety gone mad.
8. Washed up Sea Animals
The second day we were there, there were loads of jelly fished washed up on the beach. They were quite big and Monkey was really quite scared of them. We use to hunt for starfish and cuttlefish…
9. British Weather
This was the first day of our break – wellies on the beach, thats British Summertime for you. Didn’t stop Monkey enjoying himself though…
I hope Monkey will remember this Summer and are little trip to Dawlish as much as I fondly remember mine.