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A cheerful welcome representative of “Sunny Side Caravan Park” escorted the Phillips family to their favorite trailer, so darn cheerful Hazel wanted to choke her. Then she cheerfully bounced off to greet another group while Hazel wished obesity in her future.
Jimmy Phillips was already in his swim shorts, snagging some biscuits from his mom’s food
supply on his way to the brisk northwestern English beach.
Hazel stood in this worn moldy caravan where her family trudged every single summer holiday
for the past 15 years, and wished to be under sunny skies, somewhere, anywhere but here.
Already gossip
from Greta and Dorothy had begun whose caravans were on either side of hers. Same old, same old. From the beach, boys
were arguing, with her own son caught in the crossfire of insults.
Husband Roddy was already at the “Bully Bar”, into his
second pint. Same old, same old. Hazel
pulled a bottle of Jamison from her bag.
As sunset folded into dusk, Hazel strolled down to the beach while
tea/supper was being served. A first sip
eased through her, Hazel smiled. Same
old, same old.
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My friend Hazel and family went to a park like this every summer. While the drinking was not park of her life, this comes close.
Wednesday Words was established by Delores who has handed over to other bloggers to create words and photo prompts for bloggers to break their molds, and enjoy playing. This week's words are provided by Elephant's Child and use them to write from those prompts!!
Visits her site, and you may post your take in her comment section or at your own blog.
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