Shoes, Sharks and Stowell’s.

Our last day on holiday was to be K’s choice of venue. Sea Life at Scarborough. Again, another glorious sunny day despite the promise from the weather forecasters of rain later on. We caught the same bus outside the camp at 9.30am and arrived in Scarborough at roughly 9.45am.  A brisk walk down the busy shopping streets followed by the  steps down to the sea front. I did toy with the idea of catching one of the open topped tour buses to take us to Sea Life which is positioned right at the end of the North Bay, but as the weather was so warm I decided we would walk there. Big mistake!

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Cayton Bay: Exploring the Camp

There was an adult swim scheduled in the pool on camp at 9.00am, so K and I donned our cossies, rolled up our towels and trekked up to the entertainment centre. We were joined by several others as we patiently waited for the doors to open. The weather was absolutely gorgeous, we only needed our t-shirts on. (and trousers of course!) How I wished I have been positive and packed my sandals!

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A holiday of memories.

Cayton Bay towards Scarborough

Hmm. I must be going through a nostalgic phase at the moment because if I am lucky enough to be awarded a small carers grant soon, I intend to use it on a holiday at one of my childhood holiday haunts. Cayton Bay near Scarborough. It was the place where my sister and I spent many a happy holiday with our parents in a caravan. Every year in the first week of September. Why my Dad used to prefer going on that particular week I haven’t a clue but that was always the week that we went on holiday, year after year without fail. Funnily enough we were often blessed with some terrific weather and I can remember one year where I actually got badly sunburnt on my back.

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