A few weeks ago I needed to collect some pebbles for my Beaver Scouts to paint into bugs during one of their meetings. Many years ago if we needed a pebble beach we would head to Brighton, but with us living in Dorset now, we decided to visit Weymouth.
It was gloriously sunny, which inspired us to become tourists for the day, despite having visited Weymouth hundreds of times over the years. We bought ice creams, watched M enjoy a donkey ride and ticked one of my life list activities off by renting a pedalo.
It was lovely to sit on the sand watching M race in and out of the sea, growing damper with each paddle. Eventually he was down to his pants and bouncing through the mini waves lapping the coast. At one point he decided he wanted to swim, so lay down just at the edge of the shore and splashed his arms. At this point a family dressed in large coats and jumpers stood and watched bemused, expressing how cold it was. But M was oblivious as he continued his fun.
We were having so much fun and relaxing that I even passed my camera to Clara and got her to snap a photo of me. As I wanted to make sure this year I captured myself in front of the camera.
I quite like the idea of being tourists within our own County this Summer. I hope we visit many more places over the next few months and just enjoy the clichés.