A Sneaky child free day by the sea!
I always connect the Seaside with taking the kids on the beach, building sandcastles, dipping our toes in the freezing cold English sea. To me the seaside represents family time, Ice creams and eating fish and chips whilst trying to dodge the seagulls who are far too cheeky for their own good. The kids love the seaside and I love taking them whenever we get the chance.
So, when my husband suggested we go to Scarborough for a walk on the sand and have an Ice cream on our own, I didn’t know what to say at first. I mean of course I wanted to go to the seaside, it was a sunny day and I love all things ‘British’ that we get up to when by the sea. I guess I just didn’t know how I would feel going without the kids, I felt a little guilty at first to say the least.
We were in the area after staying overnight just 10 minutes away in the North Yorkshire Moors, so that didn’t make it quite so bad. All the way there I was in two minds about going, part of me wanted to say ‘let’s just head back early’, whilst the kid inside me wanted to paddle in the sea and play two pence machines in the bid to win a cheap plastic keyring.
The seaside of course was packed full of people, almost all with kids. The donkeys were all out taking children up and down the beach, families had set up camp for the day on the beach, using clothes, buckets and spades and towels to mark out there little areas. The beach was covered with sandcastles and children in their shorts and t-shirts paddling and even some people swimming in the sea. I did also catch a women wearing a bikini whilst paddling knee deep in the sea whilst she was taking a selfie (did his women know she was in Scarborough?).
What I am trying to say is everywhere I looked I saw children, happy smiling children getting exercise and breathing in the sea air, not just sat at home playing their consoles. My mum was in charge at my house, but her chance of getting the kids off their machines would be a mean feet without me there to give them a little motherly push in the right direction.
What a bad, bad and very guilty feeling Mother I was! Mark was feeling guilty too inwardly and we decided we could either leave and go home to the washing, ironing and what’s for tea? or we could have a few hours guilt free enjoyment together beside the seaside. Just the two of us for a few hours and for the first time ever on our very own.
“So I dropped the guilt and called my mother to tell her of the plans and she was happy for us!”
Thats where the fun began, I soon felt like I had gone back in time to being a child walking on the sand, rolling my jeans up and paddling in the sea, a smile on my face with each wave that lashed upon my feet.
I walked around the Seafront in sandy shoes and wet jeans, looking through the windows of shops that I used to visit as a child, buying bits of tac to take home to my Nanna and sticks of rock for my class mates. The shops and there seaside souvenirs remind me that it was only me who had changed over the years.
Next stop on our seaside adventure was the ice-cream parlour where Mark bought the biggest Ice-cream they sold with one of each flavour and to top it off nicely double toffee sticks!
As I predicted Mark could not finish the Ice cream, his eyes are bigger than his tummy! I helped out towards the end, although I misjudged the weight of the Ice-cream cone and the cone accidentally toppled over and landed in a colourful heap on the floor, like naughty children Mark and I legged it, so no one knew we were the culprits.
No seaside visit would be the same without a trip to the arcades, especially the legendary two-pence machines. Armed with my pound’s worth of two pences I scaward the machines looking for keyrings and toys near the edge.
Look I found one near the edge, 30 minutes later and five bags of two-pences later I had the prizes!
A few hours having simple fun by the seaside, made us feel like teenagers . With life so busy with a family and work it was great to be blog & work free and soak up the great british weather and really reconnect again.