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Summer

The Solent

The Solent 2

Today was the first day of T’s summer holiday, so we hit the beach. I have a secret rule of making the first and last days of the summer holidays particularly special – a sleight of hand by which I hope they will remember their summers as being good ones, magical ones even, as summers should be.

And it was a good day. An amazingly good day considering I took three children to the beach alone for the first time. I grew up in the Midlands, hours from the nearest sea (Weston-super-Mare where, famously, the tidal range is so great that the low tide mark is a mile from the sea front), so the idea of going to the beach for the day is still novel to me and we still have many beaches to check out. This is Lepe Country Park and you can see the Isle of Wight across the Solent. T gives it ten out of ten.

If I were making an album of memories, I would slip today – three swim-suited children digging a hole upon a beach – between the pages. And so the summer officially begins.

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  1. “If I were making an album of memories, I would slip today – three swim-suited children digging a hole upon a beach – between the pages.” And there they are!

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