My place in time #32
I took the kids for a drive to Beachport, Tuesday of last week. I needed a drive, or needed to strap the kids in their seats, turn on the radio and just drive. It always seems to do the trick.
We spent an hour at the playground, luckily it didn't rain, but it was windy as, so we didn't worry about taking our buckets to the beach. A stroll down the beach, digging, collecting; would have been awesome. Next time.
It's been awhile since we've been in Beachport. I spotted a sculpture tied to a couple of posts out the front of Bompas, one of the fine local establishments. I'm not sure how long it's been here, maybe I have seen her before and hadn't really taken too much notice.
She looks right at home, carefree, riding her bike along the foreshore streets of the sleepy seaside town. She could also just as well fit in when Beachport is bursting at the seems with holiday makers, bringing their bikes on the back of vans and cars for leisurely rides on sunny days.
'My place in time' is a local history project started by Blackcurrant photography