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Freedom At The Beach

Freedom At The Beach in Cornwall with my children, writing for my blog, My Not So Secret Diary, by Claire Hatwell
A week on from my first beach trip since the lockdown was eased slightly, yesterday I brought the kids to the beach again. We sat a little bit further on from last week, the beach was a little busier and the tide further out. There was more sand and space to play, despite the additional people. The carpark was busy but not full and despite the news reports, the sea was largely empty. There were about six surfers that I could see, all sticking together at the far end of the beach in their little tribe.

Katie and Stanley made it their mission to bury Barney in a hole, leaving only his head and shoulders visible. I was careful to make sure to keep an eye on the tide coming back in! I had helped to bury him, but Barn was being quite particular about how he wanted to be buried, so I walked away for a moment. Stanley wanted to add water from his bucket, but that didn’t go down well at all with Barn. It might have all ended in tears, but instead they enjoyed the moment and the freedom. After the weeks of confinement, the sun and the fresh air in such an open place is very welcome to all of us.

But of course this isn’t our normal. On any other year, it would have been the last day of half term. We would have been packed in like sardines on a day like that, if we had even bothered to come at all. Then we’d have been in for a busy drive home. We probably would have come down in the evening instead, and maybe had a barbecue. So it’s nice to have the space. Stanley pottered about, going up and down to the water, and I could see him well from my shady spot by the rocks. Normally, I wouldn’t dream of letting him go so far by himself, but it’s good for us all to have a little space and freedom to explore.

With social distancing in place for the foreseeable future I can’t imagine when the beach will look like it should do at this time of year. It’s going to affect a lot of businesses and holiday parks, but I know I’d be wary of coming here if there wasn’t enough space for us all. I certainly don’t feel inclined to go away on holiday this year, but with the sun and the beach on our doorstep, we are very lucky in that respect.

It still makes me nervous though, coming to the beach I mean. I worried that there wouldn’t be any space so I warned the kids that we might have to move to another beach, or worst case, come home. It’s worth trying, because you never know and I don’t want to disappoint them, but I’ll still avoid the beach over the weekend. Much as I’d like to go, I just don’t think it’s worth it if others are flocking to the beaches like the news showed them doing last weekend, and we have a garden to enjoy the sun in. But, while we can, we’ll make the most of the good weather and enjoy the freedom we are so lucky to have.

Take care.
Claire x

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Waves

Waves the A30 with no traffic in half term Cornwall lockdown, writing for my blog, My Not So Secret Diary, by Claire Hatwell
There is something soothing about the sound of the waves. It is both relaxing and calming. The beach is probably one of my most favourite places, well, that and the woods, but both have to be quiet. I’m not against other people being there, but I do like my space. I don’t like to feel invaded by other people, and even with social distancing, some people aren’t good at giving others space. There’s nothing worse than keeping our dog on the lead and away from other people, to have someone else let their dog jump all over us.

Cornwall is notoriously a tourist destination which is lovely, and I do like to see the change in seasons. It can be hard when you’re local, when things change in the summer and you can’t get about so easily. Often even the main roads are badly affected and it can double the time it gets for me to get home from work, especially on a Friday.

It probably sounds selfish, as a lot of businesses rely on tourism, but it’s quite nice to have the county to ourselves for a little bit. It’s strange to get onto the main dual carriageway, and not immediately have to start queuing.

We avoided the beach last weekend, just because it was the bank holiday and we presumed it would be busy, but we went in the week before that and it was so lovely to have the beach to ourselves on a nice day, not to be packed in like sardines between holiday makers. The advice is not to go in the sea, but I can see the temptation, on such a warm day it was nice to paddle, but I didn’t swim. There are many surfers in though, and I struggle to see what is different for them at the moment really. They are told not to go in as there are no Lifeguards, and yet, a lot of them surf in the evening when there is no one on duty anyway. Obviously there is a risk if someone needs saving that it will break the social distancing rules and put the emergency services at risk. On the other hand, if I was out running or cycling and had an accident, I would be expected to phone for an ambulance if I needed it, so I’m not sure whether things should really be different for different activities. Surfers and swimmers that use the sea regularly, I feel, should be able to continue to do so, as it it often their most common form of exercise. I totally understand the reason to keep others out of the sea though, and to stop any unnecessary risks. On Bank Holiday Monday there was the need for several rescues and sadly two deaths that I know of at beaches local to me. It’s so sad to think people are putting themselves in danger and getting into trouble when there aren’t the rescue services on duty that we are used to. One was only a teenager.

Everything is quieter at the moment, and it will be strange to get used to the busy roads and carparks again. It’ll be odd to hear the extra noise when schools and shops reopen. Looking out now, there is no one passing by, and I wonder really what sort of normal we will return to. I don’t think it will be the same as it was before lockdown, but whatever it is, I am sure there will be more people and more noise. So for now at least, although I’m not going to go out all the time, I will try to make the most the space and the quiet.

Have a lovely weekend!
Claire x

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On the Beach

On the beach with my children at Watergate Bay in Cornwall after lockdown. Beach to ourselves. Writing for my blog My Not So Secret Diary by Claire Hatwell.
The last Friday before lockdown I took the kids to the beach. It wasn’t warm, but it was nice to blow away the cobwebs. Katie is an art student at college and she needed some photographs for a piece of work so I thought it would be nice to take Barn and Stanley too. It was cold, but beautiful. We all had coats and wellies and Stanley had his waterproofs on too. It was very different to the weather today. I certainly wasn’t expecting it to be the last time we saw the beach for months!

Today I decided to take the kids to the beach. It’s a beautiful, warm day, not too hot and there’s a pleasant breeze. As I write this I am laying on my blanket watching the kids build a huge fort designed to withstand the tide when it comes in. It’s lovely to have the freedom and we have the beach largely to ourselves, except for the surfers and a few dog walkers. It is very peaceful.

I was worried about coming here to be honest. Although the beach isn’t far from home I worried because I’m so out of the habit of doing things like this. I’m out of the habit of leaving the house to be honest! I worried that I shouldn’t really be here even though we live locally and are keeping far away from anyone else. I just don’t want to look like I’m doing the wrong thing. But, it’s been weeks since the kids have been out of the house and had any freedom like this and it’s lovely to watch them playing.

Stanley is paddling in a rockpool, driving his truck and knocking down sandcastles. We’ve looked in a cave to see if there are any bears, but found nothing but footprints.

It’s been lovely, I think he will sleep well tonight. As I probably will too!

Stay safe everyone!
Claire x

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