Skegness on the Lincolnshire coast. It was an easy journey for us from our home in Nottingham. We had one holiday each year, for which my parents would save carefully; I even remember Mum buying one item of grocery each week to put by in the holiday box, as we were always self-catering. Sometimes we stayed in caravans, but this particular year it was a real house!
I acquired this particular snap only very recently, whilst going through my parents' albums after Dad's funeral in December. It made me realise again the power of these old photographs to evoke long-forgotten feelings and memories. I was too young to remember the actual holiday of course but looking at my two-year old self, smiling at 'Daddy' and running the warm sand through my fingers, I was certain as I ever could be that it was a happy time. It must have been sunny as I am in shorts and wearing a hat. My chubby knees are making indentations in the soft sand and my toes would have been curling with pleasure at the freedom they were allowed.
When the donkeys weren't available then Daddy made a wonderful substitute.
I visited Skegness many times over the following years and in adulthood actually lived and taught in Lincoln, from where day trips would be made. My memories of those holidays and excursions are happy ones, but none I'm sure can match the pure innocent pleasure of my 'beach baby' days.
Listen to the original Beach Baby single by First Class (Top Twenty in 1974).
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