Postcard from Bournemouth

My grandfather lived in a hotel in Bournemouth in the 1970s. It seemed amazing when I was 6 years old and meant many weekends and holidays spent on its golden sands doing beachy things…donkeys, trampolines, ice cream and ┬ásandcastle building. So we left home early yesterday and 1 3/4 hours later we were putting the… Continue reading Postcard from Bournemouth

Postcard from Buckler’s Hard

We have had a couple of trips down the childhood memory lane the past couple of days. Yesterday after a muddy visit to the New Forest wildlife park ( all a bit too animal and mud brown to take snaps! ) we took a sunny walk through Buckler’s historic ship building yard. It was sort… Continue reading Postcard from Buckler’s Hard