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There have been many summer memories for me, but 1976 stands out among them all. I was seven and I remember going to Bournemouth with my parents, my brother, my foster brother and my cousin for a fortnight.

It was a fabulous holiday! The weather was amazing! I remember there was a plague of ladybirds and they covered mine and my cousin's sunhats. I remember chocolate ices every day on the beach and lying in warm, sea water pools in the sunshine. 🌞

We stayed in a lovely house with a pink bathroom that I loved and a beautiful garden. We made some new friends with some other kids staying nearby. We had picnics and went to shows and the holiday seemed to last forever! My all time favourite summer memory ever!

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Love this. Your holiday sounds perfect.

Oh yes, I remember the ladybirds that year. I had forgotten until you mentioned them.

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