Mommy, where is the sand...beachs have a thing called SAND...
(Note the very uncool litter. And yes I picked it up)
See mommy. SAND. S.A.N.D... but what's all this other guff.
Oh for crying out loud. I give up. When you find some sand call me, I'll wait here.
Why exactly did we bring the bucket and spade again?
You need to head to the north coast - miles of golden sand here. White Rocks, Portstewart, Portrush....
ReplyDeleteIn fact, there is enough sand just in our cottage alone to make a sandcastle or two!