Few things evoke memories of the sea like the taste of white crabmeat brown crabmeat and a fresh shell to eat it from. Surfing the waves is a spiritual and physical reality for these aquatic ocean going creatures and I for one feel an affinity for the coast like its a part of me whenever I see it or am reminded of it.
Pontins holiday camp on Sand Bay
I went there and enjoyed many a happy day
When I was young and still under my mother’s wing
We would be in bed while everyone else had a sing
And it’s still there today in one form or another
the gap between sibling and mother.
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