There are not any beaches conducive to the making of sandcastles in Brixham, so we promised Nigel a trip to Goodrington Sands where the sand is very red but perfect for his needs of a constructional type nature..
However Nigel struck something much more wonderful ….. just as we were telling him it was time to start packing our bags to go back to Cockle Cottage he struck gold …. he only went and found 62p in the sand ….! There was no doing with him after that …. he was convinced it was pirate treasure and wittered on about pieces of eight, doubloons and Long John Silver all the way back to home and well into the night We are never going to hear the last of this.
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Whatever you do, don't tell him about metal detectors. He'll have the back lawn dug up before you can say "Pieces of eight, shiver me timbers, arr Jim m'lad, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum"
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