Not so pretty

Some seaside towns just aren't very pretty and this one in North Wales is one of them. Still it was a welcome change from school and the norm to accompany a Geography trip to Rhyl today. The weather was glorious and the company was fun. It's so sad that we are so bound by health and safety restrictions these days, the poor children weren't allowed to go anywhere near the sea, never mind dip their toes in because the LEA won't allow it.

When we were kids you used to come home from school, disappear off out, come back for tea and then dash off out again until dark. I even remember being locked in the local park at night and having to climb out because we had stayed too late. I also remember cycling through Salford alone in the dark. I'd freak at the very thought of my children doing that now. I know there is a lot of sense in protecting children in many ways, but I do think we are breeding a generation wrapped in cotton wool and I'm just as guilty of that as the next person. We are already beginning to reap what we have sown and I see trainees coming through now who need and expect a lot more support. But that's a whole different tale to tell and I have to go and pack for my departure to Germany on Wednesday morning, at the unearthly hour of 3.15a.m.!!!