Traditions have to start somewhere

This was a Sunday, right? We left home at 8:15am, both kids lathered with squillion+ sunscreen. Not hard to find a free car park at that time. We left for the return trip home about 11:45. Perfect. The crowds were beginning to swell, the heat was beginning to sting, and we only had two swimming nappies! Two other families joined us, six little girls in total: Gracie, and Tilda, Annabel and Eleanor, Alannah and Juliet. Lanuages covered were French, Dutch, Swedish, and English. It was a great morning. The older girls entertained each other, and the two "babies" were left to do their own thing without being over-ridden by big-sister. Mummies and Daddies chatted, sipped coffee, and exercised the eyes in the back of their head. Such a lovely family beach. Hardly anyone aged between 12 and 30. I suspect they were all down at somewhere like Coogee.