Sheerness, Isle of Sheppey

Today was a trip down memory lane. Ian grew up in Birmingham until he was about 12. Sheila lived with her grandma on Sheerness through all her school years. Her mother, his grandma, lived in London when he was a kid but she still owned a caravan at Sheerness and that was where they'd have their annual holiday.

So we drove along the beach at Sheerness, but nothing was ringing any bells. He remembered climbing huge concrete stairs, but the first place we stopped at didn't look right.

So we messaged his sister Mich who said it was actually Minster where they used to go, which is the next bay along. He recognised that part, although some things don't quite mesh with what he remembered. He also couldn't see the sunken WWII ship he thought was there. Maybe that was in a different spot and his memories have gotten muddled.

It was pleasant weather and we shared a bucket of hot ships 🍟.Okumaya devam et