What fun we all had when we went to West Bay:
We had sunshine and sandcastles all through the day.
We had waves that came rolling from faraway lands
And had seashells and buckets and - don’t forget sand.
What fun we all had when we went to West Bay.
I had cousins to play with in those pleasurable days.
I had aunties and uncles and Mum and Dad too -
And, if I can remember, a sky always blue.
What fun we all had as we splashed in the sea -
My aunties, my uncles, my cousins and me.
We hunted for shells which the sea had washed clean
And I made a grand sandcastle fit for a queen.
What fun we all had - and we shared what we ate.
Oh yes, picnics are good and you don’t need a plate,
But like all days of fun, the time quickly went by
And we packed up our things and we gave a small sigh -
Then early next morning we went back again
But - oh typical Britain - for down came the rain.
Then mackerel boats came fully laden with fish
Although our fish and chips we preferred in a dish.
My summers at Bridport cannot be the same
And the time moving forward must surely take blame,
But a snapshot of those days will stay in my heart
And those memory snapshots are great works of art.
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