Guest No 3#
What a place to grow up.
I suppose everyone has good memories of their childhood, but for me there are plenty more than only one or two and that’s all down to Scottburgh.
Maybe it’s ‘rose tinted’ glasses but when I think of Scottburgh
I think of summer holidays – warm seas, hot sand and freedom.
Freedom to spend everyday lying in the sun with my friends by the lifesaving club, eating warm rolls and hot chips from Beach Stores; buying one glass of guava juice between four of us and outstaying our welcome in Wimpy’s air conditioning.
I can’t visit the Scottburgh that I remember, not only because I live in Wales now, but because when I visited the last time there was a group of kids on OUR spot on the beach, making their own summer memories.
But it will always be OUR place; in my mind.
Part of “Be My Guest“
This also part of Jenny’s Alphabe Thursday Challenge- Letter ‘S’