Oh I do like to be beside the seaside

I do like to be beside the seaside

Seaside senses ipsum. I like the smell of salt on the wind. I hear the blowing up of inflatables. I love the sugary fluff of candy floss. I like the smell of fresh doughnuts. I love the fizzy bubbles in the cold coke. I see people crabbing. I hear the laughing of children. My fingers trace the smoothed lump of driftwood. I like the smell of boat engines. I see paddle-boarders falling into the water. I hear boat masts clanking.

I love the sweetness of ice cream. I see games being played. My fingers trace the sharp barnacles. I see surfers riding the waves. I like the smell of the neoprene of wetsuits. I see sun sparkling off the water. My fingers trace the smoothed lump of driftwood. I hear the screeching of seagulls. I like the smell of suncream. I hear people talking. My fingers trace the sharp barnacles. I hear waves lapping on the shore.

I like the smell of salt on the wind. I love the saltiness on my lips. I see boats bobbing up and down. I love the freshness of fish and chips on the beach. I see games being played. My fingers trace the warm sand. I see surfers riding the waves. I hear the wind in a shell. I see sun sparkling off the water. I love the saltiness on my lips.

I see games being played. I like the smell of vinegar on chips. My fingers trace shapes in the sand. I see surfers riding the waves. I like the smell of salt on the wind. I love the sandy sandwiches. My fingers trace the rough rocks. I see games being played. I hear windbreaks flapping. I love the saltiness on my lips. My fingers trace suncream patterns on my skin.

I see surfers riding the waves. I hear people talking. I love the fizzy bubbles in the cold coke. I hear the screeching of seagulls. My fingers trace the rough rocks. I hear windbreaks flapping. I like the smell of suncream. I love the sweetness of ice cream. I see tiny fish in rock pools. My fingers trace patterns in the cold water. I see people crabbing. I love the sandy sandwiches.