I’ve talked about our seaside holiday so much, I feel I can’t delay this post any longer. I promised you photos of our adventures, and photos you shall have. Plus a few explanations to go with them, because I can’t help myself.
As you’ve already seen in the preview photo I posted last week, George got to spend some time on his favourite beach, digging. In actual fact, all of us spent a large part of this holiday digging. I don’t know what it is about sand that can turn adults into children again and makes them want to play for hours and hours on end. Whatever it is, one thing is for sure: this holiday we were all just kids having fun in a giant sandpit.
Every morning, after breakfast, we eagerly climbed over the dunes…
…armed with three buckets and two giant spades, chose a good spot and started digging. Initially, we aimed to build a sand castle. Gradually, our building ambitions grew bigger and bigger, and we ended up erecting an entire city instead. Well, almost. I’ll let the photos speak for themselves, and I’ll let you be the judges of our architectural flair and construction skills.
When the sand city was complete, we put our building skills to better use…Like burrying Brianna in the sand and turning her into half-a-mummy. And, before you say it…It was her idea!
Having reached the end of our sand tales, I have just realised that I have posted more photos than I initially intended (I must have really loved this holiday!). So I think I’d better stop here for now, before I overload the system and abuse your patience. I will, however, return with Part 2 of this post by the end of the week. See you later.