Childhood Memories of Roker and Seaburn

The summer always seemed to be hot when I was a child.Mum would pack a bag with sandwiches, pop and flasks of tea and we would head off to the beach. A blanket was spread out onto the golden sand ready for our picnic. Wrapped in towels we quickly changed into our bathing costumes. Dad rolled up his trouser legs and took us down to the waters edge to paddle, shouting with delight as the water lapped at our toes. The white waves drifting in on a sapphire blue sea. The cat and dog steps a popular meeting place were packed with people sunbathing and chatting happily together. Sitting on the blanket  we ate egg and tomato sandwiches, which always got covered in sand.Drinking thirstily from the bottles of pop that had turned warm from the heat of the  sun. Yet everything tasted wonderful.
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