Sunday
24 June 2018
With a rare free weekend, Ashley
decided we should have a beach day trip – Alfie’s first! Living practically in
the middle of the country, a visit to any kind of coastline requires a road
trip and after some research and looking at maps, we were heading back to Essex
*woop woop*. We decided on Frinton, which I’m sure I’d been to as a child – but
couldn’t remember.
It took two hours to get there and
with England playing Panama at lunch time, we found a pub straight away: The
Essex Skipper. Now from the outside, it looked a bit of a dive, but inside it
was lovely. Not only were the staff friendly, but the people were too – and one
girl (also with a baby) invited me onto her table and we got chatting while the
men got the drinks in and watched the match! Of course, with me, incident is
never far away and we had to leave rather abruptly (with a full glass of rosé
on the table) because the zip on my shorts got stuck... and then fell off in my
hand! Thankfully everyone was far too busy concentrating on the football to
notice me trying to carry Alfie and hold my shorts up on the way out! After a
tantrum, slight argument and sulk, we drove around and found a Tesco and Ash
ran in and got me some new shorts... we were finally beach bound!
Well actually, we parked on the
promenade and went for a walk first. As we hadn’t eaten in the pub, we went in
search of lunch and made our way to another place I’d found on Google: The Lock
& Barrel. I’m a lover of fish and seafood anyway, but it’s kinda mandatory
when you’re by the sea – so had a plate of whitebait. Ash had a bacon cheeseburger
and Alfie tried chips for the first time *eye roll*. I also finally got my glass
of rosé – which was also nicer and sweeter than the previous.
Walking back towards the beach, we
finally got Alfie on the sand! I’d packed a blanket and a towel and while he
was happy sitting on the blanket, it wasn’t long before he crawled off – thankfully
our stretch was empty. He was a little dubious at first, with it being
unfamiliar; but it wasn’t long before he realised he could run his fingers
through the sand and create patterns and then there was no stopping him! It was
lovely to see Alfie having a good time and while we didn’t stay long as he soon
tired (it had been a long day!), it was lovely. It was lovely seeing all the
beach huts lined up, with different colours. It was lovely seeing people sat
outside their huts, or people walking dogs, or new parents with babies in
buggies. But most of all, it was lovely to spend some much-needed time together
as a family of three.
Love, Lucy xx
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