Ma was saying to Dad yesterday afternoon that if it was this warm in Ireland people would be on the beach.
That’s sounds sweet.
I’ve never been to a real beach by the seashore only to the sand by the lake.
I’d have taken that but Ma wasn’t hearing of it. Just a slow trot round the block.
I see all these pics on auntie Sandra’s Facebook in Ireland of her and her dog Frank at beautiful seafronts
Makes me very jelly!!!
Maybe this year I’ll get to swim in the ocean.
I hear it tastes salty.
I’m just dreaming for now!
Blessing #1997-Sea Dogs
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