

Creative Residents

Judy Blowe, a friend of Littlefair, led a fun afternoon two weeks ago reminiscing about seaside holidays. We felt spiky shells, ran our hands through sand, looked at pictures that sparked memories and shared stories with each other. Judy is a retired English teacher, so couldn't leave without helping us write a poem.  We wrote down words that sprang to mind when we thought about the seaside and describing words to go with them and this was the outcome...




Morning tide creeps in across the rocks

Waves crashing and somersaulting

like an acrobat

Near caves dark and mysterious

Glistening with slippery seaweed.


Sunrise appears and people arrive

Bringing their deckchairs

Some walk along the promenade

Towards the pier for a train ride

Or where penny machines promise prizes


Children clamour and call for ice creams

Licking furiously as they drip down sunburnt chins

Or munching fresh fish and chips in paper.


They bring their nets to dip in rock pools

Where crabs and jellyfish lurk

next to white cuttlefish

Seagulls call, screeching at each other

 A sign says 'Donkey rides '.


Swimmers appear from bright beach huts

Tentatively walking across sharp pebbles

Sandcastles are swiftly built for competitions

Which disappear with the incoming tide


Sunset comes and light reflects across the water

Cheerful music drifts from a bandstand 

Families pack up their picnic baskets

And wind their way home

After a special day on the beach



Aren't we a clever bunch!