Last week I mentioned that during half term we took a trip to Camber Sands. We parcelled up kids, dogs, my friend and extra dog and off we went. All 9 of us. It was a good ratio though, one adult and dog per child. We wrapped up warm but needed our sunnies, it was a gorgeous winter afternoon and the sea was beautiful.
The kids collected a LOT of seashells and we had a shell show, with most of my trays and plates being adorned with shells: clams, oysters, mussels and others I had to google and now forget.
That was a week ago. Time flies out the door. Alas, the smell of the sea does not.
Over the last couple of days there has been a peculiar odour in the downstairs loo, a kind of wee smell that I was (wrongly) blaming on my son who needs a little coaching in his aim. I tell him it’s a bit like driving, your hands will follow your head and so when aiming at the bowl you have to look at it too otherwise the spray will follow. Half an hour with the dettol wipes and a good dollop of bleach would, I thought, do the trick. But the smell remained, as did all the bloody seashells. It was then I realised it wasn’t the smell of the wee but the smell of the sea; not a lot between them in a confined space. Who knew?
So today the shells have been relocated to an airier spot (i.e. the back garden). I am unsure where to put them lest my raised bed turns into a shell grotto, so for now I will lovingly shove them behind the privet and *may* accidentally smash them to smithereens with my hefty spade during my springtime bout of gardening. Google suggest seashells in your garden ‘create natural interest’. Such as ‘how the hell did they get there?’ I suppose. Another suggestion is to make a wind chime out of them. I hate bloody wind-chimes. The ethnic version of chinese water torture. Plinging away when you’re trying to get some peace and nearly having your eye out if you’re not careful.
I’m sure Pinterest will have a myriad of suggestions as to what I can do with them, but for now the privet hedge beckons closely followed by the green wheelie bin.
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