It was lovely to wake up in the morning and remember everything. Frances woke first and sat up. She saw the blue sea shining in the distance and she gave Hilary a sharp dig. " Hilary! Wake up! We're at the seaside! " Hilary woke with a jump. She sat up, too, and gazed out to the sea, over which white gulls were soaring. She felt so happy that she could hardly speak. Then Alec appeared at the door in his bathing-trunks. He had nothing else on at all, and his face was excited. " I'm going for a dip," he said in a low voice. " Are you coming? Don't wake Mother. It's early." The girls almost fell out of bed in their excitement. They pulled on bathing-dresses, and then crept out of the cottage with Alec. It was about half-past six.
It was 6.30am went they set off.What time did they rise? 6am? In their holidays.They make the Famous Five look like layabouts!!
I used to like to get up early on holiday - but not that early.Anyone else get up at 6am when young?
The world looked clean and new. "Just as if it has been freshly washed," said Hilary, sniffing the sharp, salt breeze. " Look at those pink clouds over there! And did you ever see such a clear blue as the sea is this morning. Ooooh—it's cold! " It was cold. The children ran into the water a little way and then stopped and shivered.
The world looked clean and new. "Just as if it has been freshly washed," said Hilary,
Which other characters uttered similar lines and in which books? Can anyone remember any? I keep meaning to do a bit of research on that one.Maybe Anne and Lucy-Anne perhaps??
Yes,the water around Britain is jolly cold.Icy cold.Even in high summer as I jumped off some rocks in Anglesey in my holey underpants to try and impress my future wife when we were courting.
I nearly caught hypothermia because the water was so cold.Crystal clear and ever so inviting,but so so cold!
Anyone else able to brave the British water by the sea without feeling absolutely freezing?
A lifetime reading passages like this made me think there was something wrong with my body temperature personally,as so many of Enid characters just don't seem to feel the cold whilst bathing...
The girls were soon right under, and the three of them spent twenty minutes swimming out and back, diving under the water and catching each other's legs, then floating happily on their backs, looking up into the clear morning sky. " Time to come out," said Alec at last. " Come on. Race you up the cliff! " But they had to go slowly up the cliff, for the steps really were very steep. They burst into the cottage to find Mother up and bustling round to get breakfast ready. At half-past seven they were all having breakfast. Afterwards Mother said she would tidy round the house and then do the shopping. The girls and Alec must make their own beds, just as they did at home.
I would think ten minutes in icy cold waters would be quite an achievement personally.Maybe I am a wimp - but I have been wild swimming all over the country and have found the sea to be the coldest place I have encountered.
It's 7.30am and now they have been up since around 6am,gone swimming and are heartily consuming breakfast.
I would feel quite heroic on my holidays if I was just up at 7.30am to actually eat my breakfast.
Maybe kids were made out of sterner stuff than my generation (1960's& '70's).Nonetheless,Enid's depictions and descriptions gave me something to aim for and aspire to.
I did try to get up as early as I could and I braved the chilly waters around this country's coast for as long as I was able to - my family thought I was quite mad!
Trippers
" And listen —is that a motor boat? " It was. One came shooting by at a great pace, and then another. They came from the big seaside town not far off where many trippers went. The children watched them fly past, the white spray flying into the air.
" You keep out of this. It's been my cove for years, and no one's come here. I won't have you trippers coming into it and spoiling it." "We're not trippers! " cried Hilary indignantly. " We're staying at Sea Cottage for a whole month." " Well, you're trippers for a month then instead of for a day! " said the boy sulkily. " Clear off! I tell you. This is my own place here. I don't want anyone else in it. If you come here I'll set on you and beat you off."
Enid Blyton has also had a massive lifelong subconscious affect on my attitude toward 'Trippers' too.
I long for wild open spaces,secret coves,moorland,mountainous country without another soul or 'tripper' in sight.
It's too late for me to really change now,but I really must try and remember that the countryside,seaside,mountainside are for all to enjoy and not just those hell bent on living an Enid Blyton dream-like 1950's lifestyle!!!