My parents used to take me and my two sisters on long summer holidays to Jersey where building sand castles and hunting for shells was accepted as de rigeur.
Dad would find limpet shells that had lost their tops. With his back turned, he would place one in each eye, like monocles, and suddenly turn towards us in a gorilla-like stance, creating gales of laughter from us all – and from some other somewhat bewildered people on the beach.
We loved it!
Like father, like son?
These pics were taken whilst on Shell Beach with our family during my 65th birthday celebrations. The grandchildren didn’t want me to take the shells out, ‘not ever again, ever, ever, ever.’ They said it made me look more handsome. Hmmm.
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“Are you looking at me?!”
Aye, aye skipper!
“Dad was a little bit shell shocked when he found out how old he was”
Why didn’t he go to specsavers? – or is it their new designer range?
That is not me beside you – maybe you need new glasses!
Is that you, Piers or Derek?
Definitely me, Robbie!
Who mentioned cataracts?
Actually, an improvement. Maybe your grandchildren had it right. There is a commercial on TV, in it a teacher is asking her class what they want to be when they grow up. As she goes around you hear the normal, “Fireman, Policeman, Astronaut…”, then a bright young man declares, “I don’t want to grow up”. The secret to staying young is to never loose the child within.
It’s okay, you can take the shells out now and while you are at it don’t forget to put your teeth in…
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