In the thread about How many houses have you lived in, I noticed a number of people talked about summer homes. And I was immediately interested.
Tell us about them. Long term, short term, with relatives, whatever. Obviously there’s a difference between a summer home and a hotel room we stayed in once, but really I don’t want to be much more restrictive than that. (Mind you, if it was a hotel you went back to year after year, that’s different and interesting.)
I’ll start. We had a static (towing) caravan on a park by the seaside. Now, don’t get your hopes up (Part 1) – I’m obviously not in a position to measure it now, but I guess that van was 15 or 16 feet long and about 6 feet wide – two adults, two children. Don’t get your hopes up (Part 2) – the “park” was literally a field, on a farm, with three standing taps and a horrible brick toilet block, no hot water. (Towards the end of our time there, a better block with pay showers was built). Oh, and don’t get your hopes up (Part 3): it was, as the crow flies, less than 10 miles from home. A 12 mile drive, maybe. What’s even stranger is, that sort of distance wasn’t that unusual – I used to hang out there with a couple of kids from my home town. (Even stranger, we used to hang out with a (German) family that came over from Germany to England every summer, to their tiny caravan in a tiny village in the middle of nowhere, so far north that you could see Scotland from the road leading into the farm. Thus:)
There was no electricity – lights and the cooker ran off bottled gas. There was a tiny wood burning stove that, in colder weather, we collected driftwood for. I don’t remember a grocery, but the village had a hotel, a riding school, a chippy, an antique store, and Twentyman’s (it’s still there!) where you could buy a shrimping net, a beachball, an icecream and so on. We spent our days living feral on the beach, because back then you could.
I guess we first went there when I was 6 or 7. And I remember listening to a strange and wonderful new song called Starman on the radio there, so we were still going when I was into my teens.
So that was how our summers rolled (and Easter, and….) for most of a decade. How about you?
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