There is one thing I love and that is going to the beach. I love the smells (even on seaweedy days), I love the salty air, I love the sense of freedom at the beach. You see I grew up on the beach (not literally) we lived a stones throw away from Minnis Bay beach and as a result we were forced there every day. All the seasons I have plenty of memories of the beach. I am never a lover of the beach in the winter though as when we were children those icy dog walks along the prom were horrific!
With my love of the beach I have been trying to show my children the joy they can have. It's taken many years and sometimes Asti lives the beach but if he has nobody to play with often will moan. We had to take him to football practice so he was a little pleased to miss out. Ami and son son they adore the beach. As soon as they see any beach they are excited. So the other day I needed to kill a few hours it was a sunny day so I decided to head to Margate beach. I was surprised to see people in small bakinis when I was still wrapping my cardie round myself. It was busy and getting warm. After a about 3 seconds ami started to throw the sand at sonny and it didn't stop the whole time we were there .
The tide was right out and Ami and Sonny walked some of the way before both of them protesting to be carried. Meaning I had to take it in turns whilst the other protests to carried. Then son son saw a seagul and off he went trying to chase it. Ami didn't go near she is scared of most animals, I really don't know why she's so scared if an animal comes near she always says don't eat me.
We had some lunch and played some bubbles it really was a lovely way to spend a few hours on the beach. I promised them an ice lolly and brought them both a mini milk for a mighty cost of 95p each!!! Wowsers! We did have to leave the beach as son son kept on trying to escape of the beach and run towards the road the little monkey.
A beautiful afternoon if you ignore the endless sand throwing especially in my lunch and the many rescue attempts to save a fearless 18 month year old! I did not mind really I love to be on the beach I can put up with getting home and it sit being on my clothes, must have looked a right state when I popped into co op for some milk with sand on my face and the kids too. Sign of a good day to me!