Keeping the magic alive when the sun's gone
I don't want to be stating the obvious. But isn't it amazing? Let's put aside for a moment the devastating effect on agriculture, and gardens, and car washing, and the fact that there are too many people at my beach. Isn't it just magical? Isn't it great to be alive?
I went to the sea at about 10 o'clock at night one evening last week and I swear to you it could have been an August bank holiday weekend. The sun was setting in one half of the sky, there was a full rising moon on the other side, and the sea was full of people. Old people, young people, families, all out determinedly making the most of it. An extraordinary sight of midsummer madness.
For the kids, you know that this will be their 1976. When they grow up and summer inevitably disappoints, they will think back to this and say, "the summers were endless and glorious when I was a kid".