I remember …
swimming at the beach and in the lake
sand in my bathers
turning over rocks to catch tiny crabs
pushing anenomes in rock pools to make them close up and pushing the sea squirts to make them squirt
chasing skinks (and catching them)
building dams on and around the stairs in the garden when it rained
clambering over rocks
fishing and crabbing
sitting on the bow of the boat reading
watching my mum and dad catch and clean fish. Dad would cut open the fish’s stomach to show us what they’d been eating.
collecting shells – I can remember collecting enough with holes in the centre to make a bracelet.
eating ice cream and singing “I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream”
playing Scrabble with my mum in the mornings
These are very much the sort of memories that I hope my sons will have as they grow up. I look at this list and that seems achievable (despite sometimes hearing and even thinking that the world has changed too much).
What are your memories of childhood holidays? Do you do any of these activities with your children today?