We're all going on a summer holiday

'Pick yourself up, dust yourself down and start all over again'... So the old song goes and do you know what, it's beautiful out there today so that's a good place to start. No grey skies out there or in my mind this morning.
Yay!
Besides I'm going on holiday today, double yay! Well actually I'm not, I'm just going to Frinton for the day with Reni on the Church coffee morning group's outing, which is so a million miles away from eating soup at 3am on the way back to my hotel after a night out on my Turkish holidays.
But I might as well be going on holiday for the amount of clothes that I had packed in my beach bag. I wasn't going to let those blue skies fool me... Oh no... or the BBC weather forecast that said no rain and temperatures of 64 plus today... Trust no one is my motto from now on.
Must pack shorts for beach as can't get suntan through skinny jeans and especially as I don't totally trust weather fore cast.
A strappy summer top in case it gets really hot on the beach, but also a long sleeved t-shirt because the last time I was on that beach, it was a tad nippy, plus a sweatshirt because the cardigan I'm already wearing over another cap sleeved top, might not be warm enough.
In fact if I wear everything at the same time, I'll be ready in case it snows!

But it was just what the doctor ordered today, we had a fab time.
It was rather blowy on the beach and I did manage to wear all my clothes but the really strappy top and in fact I did very nearly manage to wear them all at the same time come the end of the day, but it was fun.
I love people watching and watching all the yummy mummy's with their off springs on the beach was lovely. I was happily reminiscing of my own boys school holidays on various Essex beaches. They both loved the beach and I have to admit, when it come to building speed boats, aeroplanes and dragons in the sand for them to sit in, I was pretty damn good!
I also sat watching a group of giggly teenage girls and I went even further back reminiscing to seeing me on my own school holidays with my friends spent on the beach when out on Youth clubs trips and Salvation Army outings.
Hard to believe that my little beach babes are now in their thirties and that I was once leggy and skinny like the teenagers I sat watching today.
The latter was definitely hard to imagine especially when trying to haul myself back up the very steep slope from the beach to the cliff top, as there was no way I would even let Reni try to push me up that one and we couldn't see another route, even though there must have been one somewhere.
I walked up four steps and rested, tried another four and rested again. It took a long while, but I did it. I couldn't see straight when I got to the top and I thought my heart was going to leap out my chest and my head felt like it was going to blow up, but I did it.
So this week I have achieved something. I wonder if I could achieve getting my eldest son to buy a beach hut though???
A day of smiles, fish and chips, ice creams and sun on faces... lovely jubbley.

And we both slept the whole way home!

Lots of love Debbie x