tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3582000061142846704.post173563568855435861..comments2023-09-27T13:38:56.675+01:00Comments on Slightly South of Sanity: Lets go to the beach, beach.....Stickheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05773303280881519594noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3582000061142846704.post-16479006589391574352013-08-20T22:44:09.691+01:002013-08-20T22:44:09.691+01:00Go to the beach lots...........life is easier now ...Go to the beach lots...........life is easier now my mum explained to my girls that they are called sandwiches because they get sand in them!<br /><br />Pic of man "not" in swimming outfit reminds me of the look I got last week from the father of a girl who looked at me (in swimming costume and in sea with my child) and asked "why didn't you bring your trunks, Daddy" - he really wanted to say its England, I'm not a nutter and I want to keep some dignity. instead he pointed out the wind farm! <br /><br />Glad your blog is back<br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3582000061142846704.post-58320216158600399522013-08-01T20:35:35.225+01:002013-08-01T20:35:35.225+01:00Oh, so true - especially the bit about childhood h...Oh, so true - especially the bit about childhood holidays and the sand in the towel! thank you for reminding me. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3582000061142846704.post-65170751892605192552013-08-01T15:12:27.986+01:002013-08-01T15:12:27.986+01:00I have never experienced the top pictures at the b...I have never experienced the top pictures at the beach either, and I live 40mins from the Med. Last time I went, my youngest and I had a picnic of him with a KFC bucket and me with a homemade sarnie and we sat on a rock because we'd forgotten the towel and tried to keep the wind from breadcrumbing the lot with sand.<br /><br />Last time I went to Gower, my abiding memory of our last day at the beach was huddling in beach towels trying to keep the drizzle off miles from the car as the tide was out. We haven't been able to afford the holiday home rents since to be able to relive the fun... :)Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13195684182481935384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3582000061142846704.post-38860531815796832242013-08-01T14:15:40.143+01:002013-08-01T14:15:40.143+01:00this made me cry with laughtr. Must say though, t...this made me cry with laughtr. Must say though, the folks organising the second picture forgot one thing - no trip to the beach is complete without a proper 80s cagoule - but the cuffs and hood must be secured with that dreadful elastic that dug in to your wrists to get the full beach effect. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3582000061142846704.post-70557602430086579532013-07-31T20:21:54.472+01:002013-07-31T20:21:54.472+01:00Lol Fran and Tilly!
OMG Tilly - I read that out t...Lol Fran and Tilly!<br /><br />OMG Tilly - I read that out to Emma and we were both in stitches and could totally imagine it!! Absolute classic!! Stickheadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05773303280881519594noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3582000061142846704.post-88809030037869278882013-07-31T17:35:22.791+01:002013-07-31T17:35:22.791+01:00My beach days with family all resemble yours, I am...My beach days with family all resemble yours, I am still laughing...... once took 5 kids (no seat belts then) to Southport as a birthday treat, the sea NEVER comes in there and I lost the car keys on the beach, did not take enough drinks and they cried trying to walk to the sea as it goes into mud flats......then only 2 towels but nowhere to wash the feet.we then had to walk 2 miles to a phone box for the RAC man! Days before mobile phones so parents phoning police looking for dead children!<br /><br />Happy days lol<br />Tillytillyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07497825779261034331noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3582000061142846704.post-76953630154882461022013-07-31T17:12:57.757+01:002013-07-31T17:12:57.757+01:00This made me laugh. As did the picture of you and...This made me laugh. As did the picture of you and your friends on the beach. That is totally a picture of what our family used to look like too. Now it's just me and the husband and the kids have fled the nest (no wonder) we sit in a cafe eating fish and chips and just look at everyone else suffering on the beach.Fran Hillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07935088780461825341noreply@blogger.com