Friday, 4 March 2011
Flashback Friday - Holiday Camp
This weeks Flashback Friday post was sparked by my memories of holiday camps which I talked about in this post earlier this week.
When I was little we always went on holidays in the U.K. I didn't actually go on a plane until I was 12. Oh how times have changed...my husband and I took Mini Cheddar to Lanzarote when she was 13 months old.
For me though, our caravan holidays were fabulous...they were always like a big adventure. Most of the time we were only about an hour and a half away from home (usually at Black Rock Sands) but for my Sister and I it felt like we were thousands of miles away. I never ever thought it was strange that my Grandma and Grandad would always join us one of the weekends we were away.
We would always end up making friends with other children on the campsite and be off playing all day and then off on the dancefloor boogying away to some 80's tunes at night.
This picture was taken at Black Rock Sands with two girls that my Sister and I became friends with whilst we were there. My Sister is the one in the pink dress grinning like a Cheshire Cat. I'm the one on the end scratching my foof.