Seeing through on a promise to Samuel I brought him a toy for being good. Debs was in the toilet and I was guarding the handbag and stuff. The whistling toy was just inside the shop and I gave Samuel the money to buy it himself. I could just about see the shop counter and he managed brilliantly.
On the beach the whistling toy worked great, but it was a really hot day and we kept dipping our feet in the sea to cool dow
Debs drank coke leaning against the rocks.
Coppet beach location sketches
There is nothing like fish and chip when you are on holiday. Saudersfoot has 2 marvellous establishments and we found ourselves waiting forever in the main one on the harbour front. This led to some serious people watching.
The main person serving had the biggest glasses that I have ever seen, and I lived through the eighties. Along with this she has an eye watering squint and the ability to see into next week. I lost my train of thought several times as I tried to stare into her eyes and realised I was having to look through my ear.
The old woman serving in the back ground was mainly holding boxes while a shirted man shovelled chips in rapid fire. It was a well oiled machine with orders flying into the restaurant and to the take away point. Pity then that our order had been forgotten and we sat and waited for theee quarters of an hour.
I'm sure this was revenge by the squinty-eye girl who found my staring quite obnoxious.
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| Paper planes sketch |
Oscar and his little brother were frequent visitors to our cabin.
To stop them reengineering Sam's Lego and because we had started origami in the evening - I made three paper planes for racing across the room. I mean where is the danger?
Chaos quickly ensued as the first plane landed in the lampshade. The competition soon changed to who could land the plane in the lampshade.
Swiftly followed by, 'oops my plane has landed in the washing up bowl...and it now flies like a brick.
Being lost for words is not something of which I suffer, but while Debs was off buying ice cream - lost for words was how I was...
Walking up the beach at first I thought 'how very daring a young woman deciding to brave the elements and throw caution to the wind, perhaps a bit of skinny dipping.
Sadly the closer the woman got, and the more curious I got , the truth became more scary.
The woman who had looked young, became old. The caution to the wind became a rather small pair of flesh toned polka dot bikini bottoms. Swiftly followed by the heavey pounding of gigantic chubby legs.
However she seemed happy.
