Memories of Holidays Past
(alternate title : A Salford lads venture in the Southwest of England)
The English Riviera…
Torquay, Paignton, Brixham – the English County of Devon
One heck of a place to get to by Car, even more by rail.
Heading south, through mystical places – on an intercity train.
A great adventure when you’re only eight years old. Watching Mum and Dad take my Mermaid of a sister splashing in the sea, while I made sandcastles on the shore. And whilst I was into construction, my sister was in the art of Demolition – I didn’t mind. I just filled up my Bucket and Spade and built it up again…
There were picture postcard cottages with picturesque gardens. A wonderful setting to enjoy a Devon Cream tea. Then , a ride on a Mini Locomotive to take you from one place to the next
Donkey rides on Paignton seafront and trips to Brixham Harbour by boat – watching the sealife passing along by before landing on shore for a lovely lunch of fish and chips. Seagulls from the local harbour looked on, watching out for a dropped chip. Then we catch a bus back to Paignton to see the Elephants at the local zoo, and watch Sea lions laugh as Dad was getting sprayed by them.
Then as we walk home to the guest house, we watched the sun go behind the cove before me and my little sister headed off to bed. Later on in the week, a trip on a coach to Dartmouth and its harbour – to see some really BIG Boats.
A walk on the prom awaits us tomorrow – and another cream tea.
But for now its time for bed – and dreams of heffalumps.