Beach Huts

2017-03-05

“Do you remember the beach hut where that photo was taken, Mum?”

2017-03-05a

Of course I do, dear. It belonged to a friend of your uncle.

2017-03-05b

“The huts were on a spit of sand between the river and the sea. I remember wood splinters and cold sand on my feet when I walked between them.”

2017-03-05c

“They cost nearly a quarter of a million each now, those huts, Mum.”

I don’t believe you.   “Time passes Mum … and prices rise.”

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