Before we got to the slipway, we made our way down the chine.
This is our first - & last - view of the beach.
We left Grandad & grandson 1b at the top & made our way down to the big puddle at the bottom :o)
Request no. one was *Grandma - can we look for pirates & pirate ships, please ?*
Unfortunately, it was a case of *I see no ships*, pirate or otherwise :o)
Request no. 2 was *Can I throw sandballs at you, Grandma ? Can I ? Can I ? PLEEEASE ???* Sandballs ? I was then informed that as there was no snow, but plenty of sand, he could make sandballs & throw them :o) The imagination of a 3 year old, eh ?! :o)
I'll move this pretty shell before making a sandball :o)
There were a few people out & about, some bait digging, some kite surfing & a fair few dog walkers, but on the whole, we had the beach to ourselves.
*Are there 'cwabs' in here, Grandma ?*
*I'm going to splash, splash, splash in the wet sand *
It's a long walk up the slipway to Grandad & baby brother, especially when you only have little legs.
Even deserted, I think the beach is lovely & just bursting with history. I remember when I was a child, we used to have a chalet here every summer. My Mum & Nan would bring us down & we'd spend the day in & out of the sea. We'd have to walk down the steps or the slope in the morning, but we'd be so tired out at the end of the day, we went back up in the lift. It was 2p for adults & 1p for children :o) I feel so old remembering that !!! :o))
A view across Pegwell to Richborough as we walked home. I wonder how much longer Richborough Towers are going to remain ? There's been *talk* of them being pulled down, but then there's also *talk* of them staying because they're used as navigational aids & also, birds nest in & around them, so if they went, it'd cause quite an environmental impact.
Last view of the chine - we turned around & said goodbye :o)
We made our way home & after lunch, Grandad & grandson 1b went for a nap & grandson 1a & I cuddled up together & watched *Mary Poppins* again :o) He nodded off after a while & stayed curled up on the sofa, under Grandad's blankie, till Mummy came.
A busy, but lovely New Year's Day :o)