High flyers

I know the days are numbered, having both boys in the same swing so I shall enjoy it whilst I can.

The waterpark along Boscombe Chine again was followed by the pier and the carousel and as the sky turned extremely angry with life, we caught the choo-choo along the promenande arriving at a great play area alongside the beach.

The walk back was miles long but by now the angry sky had blown off its temper and was a little better behaved. Along the beach danced 1000s of Sierra Leones enjoying a giant beach party and a young boy burried to the chin by his friends who confused, then amused the boys immensely.

Oh we do love to be beside the seaside.