Shelly Beach

Another trip down memory lane as the crickets drone and thongs click click on hot sand down to Shelly beach Portsea. I’m wearing my favourite frilled togs and a lemon terry towelling cap. The air smells of aeroguard and coconut. It’s baking hot and I’m racing my sisters to the sea.

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