Tag: Trebarwith Strand

Sunday at Trebarwith Strand

We went to Trebarwith Strand last sunday, a small seas-side hamlet, not far from where we live.  We thought we got the tide-times right, but by the time we got there, it already had turned in and only had a few parts of the beach left.

 Even little T seemed unsure about it.

Even though it was blustery and cold, we weren’t the only ones there. There were actually quite a few people there with their dogs too.

My husband was bent on finding a bit of sand so Doc could have a little run.  So he decided to walk around a big rock, just when we were about to follow, a wave came in and little T’s jeans got soaking wet and water also came into her wellies.

So we decided to head back to the car instead.  Once inside, I took off her trousers and peeled off her wet socks.  Since we weren’t planning to stay long, I didn’t bother to bring change of clothing for Little T.  So instead I wrapped my scarf around her little legs, and put my gloves in her cold feet to keep her nice and warm, which actually made her giggle at the sight of her feet in my gloves!

When Doc had a bit of a run, we decided that it was actually best to head home and maybe come back another day.

Do you have anything lovely planned over the weekend?

Why Can’t I?

Woof, woof, woof?

“Where are we going”?

Doc asks Little T as she puts on her silly wooly hat.

“We are going to the beach!”says T.

Woof!

Yay!  Barks Doc.

Woof, woof, woof, woof!

But this isn’t our beach!  Doc says looking around.

“Oh Doc, this is another beach called Trebarwith Strand!”  Explains little T.

Woof, woof, woof, woof!

Why can’t we go to our beach?  Says Doc whinging.

“Because it’s nice to go to different places! And it’s beautiful here!” Says little T raising her hands dramatically.

Woof!

Yes!  Doc gives an excited little bark but stops and looks at little T’s parents.

“Woof, woof, woof?”

“But why do they have to be with us?”

“Oh Doc”, little T sighs , “because I’m only three, and not a grown-up yet”.

Woof, woof, woof, woof!

But it’s so much fun when it’s just you and me!

“I know” little T agrees, but we also have fun with my mum and Dada too!”

Woof, woof, woof, woof, woof!

“Yes, but your Dad grumble, grumbles!”

“Oh that’s just my Dada.  He likes to grumble, grumble, all Dads are like that”

Woof, woof, woof!

“C’mon, let’s go exploring!”

“Wait, I have to jump in muddy puddles first!”  Says little T enjoying her lovely puddles.

Woof!

Hurry!

Woof, woof, woof!

“This is lovely! So much new smells!”

Woof, woof, woof, woof!

“Don’t just sit there!  Let’s go and explore more!”

“I’m tired from jumping on all those muddy puddles.  I want to rest now”  Says little T sitting on a bench.

Woof, woof, woof!

But, but, but, I want to explore NOW!  Whinges Doc.

“You will just have to wait” Little T says firmly.

Woof!

Fine!

Woof, woof, woof!

“Can we go down there please?”

“No.  We can’t it’s high tide!”

Woof.

Boo says Doc slumping down beside Little T.

Woof, wood, woof?

Can I have some of that too?

“Oh Doc, this isn’t for puppies!”

Woof, woof, woof!

“It’s not fair!”

“Mum says life isn’t fair.  So there you go!”  Says T.

Woof, woof, woof!

“Can I have some?”  Doc says wagging his tail.

“No.  This isn’t for puppies either”.

Woof, woof, woof!

Now you are just being silly!

“Like this?”

Little T pulls her silly face at him.

Doc turns his back on her.

Woof, woof, woof.

“I want to go home now”

“In awhile, you’ll just have to wait”  Little T says in a grown-ups voice.

Woof, woof, woof!

“It’s not fun anymore!”

“Tough” says T.

This post is linked-up with Coombe Mill’s Country Kids.