My mum had the brilliant idea of going to Witterings on our last day of the summer holidays. The Jonibobs duly accompanied us, and guess who else? Tori and Abigail! We busied ourselves on the beach with the following, in no particular order:
- hiding under the boardwalk thing
- throwing stones into the sea
- digging sand and making sandcastles
- taking turns in my boat
- moving water from one area to another, whilst climbing on the groins
Great fun was had by all. We had chippies on the beach for lunch and ice cream. But Tori was having so much fun being towed around in the boat by Cal, that even the thought of an ice cream couldn't lure her in. For a while.
I can think of no original caption for this, other than Man From Atlantis!
Why do chips always taste better on the beach?
Cheese!
I see no chips
The gang - we were the Seven Dwarfs...
Who do you think were who? Bashful, Doc, Dopey, Grumpy, Happy, Sleepy and Sneezy
Max and I afloat. Dad was somewhere, honest
Spash! Don't laugh!
Max and Bob's turn
And they got splashed too!
Rock star, Johnny Roger
Cal being towed by Tori?
Taking a break from the hard work on the groin that was moving water from the left of the picture to the right. What a fabulous day. Thanks for letting us go to your beach, Tori!
As an aside, Max was delivered to me at 7.30 on the dot so his dad could get to work. We set about making a train track, and then a den and barricading ourselves in. When the Jonibobs came to travel in convoy to the beach, we made them find us!
