We did not have much money when I was young, but we generally had enough for a holiday. My father took his full two weeks holiday entitlement and saved up throughout the year for our vacation. We did not go far, for like many working class families in South Lancashire we took the sixty mile journey to the North Wales coast,enjoying Prestatyn and later Rhyl. It is not natural rock pool territory, but at Rhyl there was a damaged concrete structure, the remnants of an optimistically sited building that was smashed to bits by pounding waves.I believe that it had been isolated and abandoned when the sea wall was constructed, and the wild life took its opportunity. Fronds of green weed gathered and clung to its damaged concrete work, and pools large and small arose to form homes for wild sea creatures in the shapeless chaos that proved such a happy hunting ground for children.. I learned then that nature will always adapt to humanity's activities and that children can learn to play anywhere.
Memories tend to fuse into one big picture or set of pictures, but even now that I have attained seventy they have not faded. My parents generally rested on the beach while I and my younger brother Tony led the two younger ones, Veronica and Bernard, on rock pooling expeditions on which we clambered over the"rocks" and investigated pools large and small. Bernard, eight years younger than I, is still an avid fisherman and his interest was evident then, as he was eager to catch something. The rest of us were more eager just to see what was there. Veronica has never shown any interest in fishing whatsoever and was mainly concerned to join in with the game, though she loved the pools. From being ten or eleven I have memories of helping my only sister clamber over difficult bits.
The biota of the pools were not new to science, but they were new to us children. We revelled in finding crabs and watching the darting shrimps. Anemones clustered the sides, vying with the ever present limpets and barnacles. Just occasionally we caught a small fish and treated it as a great prize. Children have a boundless joy in discovery, for the world is new to them and rich in possibility and wonder. They invent their own names for sea creatures. The sea anemones exposed at low tide were in my children's parlance called jelly blobs. At Perranporth in Cornwall the lower part of the cliff was smothered by them, to the children's delight. Happy days!






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DerdriuMarrinerJul 15, 2024
Are the aforementioned bites treatable only by medical personnel or might home remedies suffice?
frankbeswickJul 14, 2024
DerdriuMarrinerJul 13, 2024
The library system catalogs Adam Nicolson with publications about Homerian relevance, the King James Bible, sea birds and Trafalgar.
Might you have read any of the above-mentioned books?
frankbeswickApr 5, 2022
DerdriuMarrinerApr 4, 2022
The online catalogue summary describes a different approach to educating us about rock pool fauna than the Buttivant book in that Life Between the Tides is a bit fanciful by giving information while the author imaginatively interacts with literary figures and scientists, all of whom were interested in rockpools. It indicates that Nicolson builds rock pools along coastal Scotland.
Is the book or its author and his rock pool-building familiar to you?
frankbeswickOct 31, 2020
DerdriuMarrinerOct 29, 2020
The Buttivant book is exactly one of the kinds of books that appeals to me so I look forward to ordering and reading it.
The internet indicates that winkles are delicious but with a "limited following." Why is that so?
frankbeswickOct 12, 2020
VeronicaOct 12, 2020
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blackspanielgalleryOct 2, 2020