In my teens I was lucky enough to live within walking distance of a few beaches.
Gower has some really beautiful beaches and Langland was the closest to my house.
This was where everyone would hang out after school and on weekends.
We have pretty good surf in this area and most boys would come here to surf and as girls we would come here to flirt with the surfies.
I met the lifeguard who was my first ever kiss here.
my kids playing on the beach with me sitting down on a camping chair enjoying the view
This year my sister and I are sharing a beach hut on this beach.
We only have it for the months of April, June and August (someone else gets to rent it for the alternative months).
Every Sunday my husband cooks a roast dinner.
We love our Sunday dinners.
This Sunday we decided to spend the evening at our hut and took a small barbecue and a camping stove.
Instead of roast chicken and all the trimmings we had baked potatoes and sausages in bread rolls with fried onions.
It was lovely!
Sitting, wrapped up warm - the only people taking advantage of the huts and our kids playing ball on the sand.
Our hut is the one with the open doors behind the trees.
Just behind the huts are tennis courts and there used to be a restaurant behind those where I worked as a teenager.
It's funny, but as a teenager I never appreciated what a great place this was to grow up.
As an adult I now feel privileged to have grown up somewhere so beautiful.
And once again here is the view from the hut.
Just imagine how beautiful it would be if we ever had any sunshine!
All photos taken from my phone using Instagram