Of course when the weather turns glorious in September it can only mean one thing, school term begins. I can still remember sweating buckets in my pristine winter uniform and my glasses sliding off my nose in 20 degrees of heat in a school hall.
The uniform came out the wardrobe and we trudged down the hill to school. First day as a junior. Evie howled as her big sister skipped happily in. We made it better with a balloon and an afternoon in the paddling pool.
A sea of wind-breakers, sandwiches and swimming costumes stuffed in Aldi bags, wasps and ice-cream, it’s the great August Bank Holiday!!
Things you will hear on the great August Bank Holiday on the beach:
1. Cheese and Pickle?
2. There’s a wasp on me THERE’S A WASP ON ME ,AAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!
3. Ice-cream and tea in the same sentence.
4. I don’t care if there’s sand in it, eat it!
There’s a distinctively Autumnal feel in the air today, the leaves are starting t o go brown and September is not far away too. Another wet summer, god I’m melancholy today. I quite like Autumn but I’m not ready for it yet, wouldn’t mind a bit more of summer. Cwmbwrla Park feels even more desolate in weather like this, never mind the glass and empty bottles left behind from last nights teenage piss-up.