When I was 5-15, I always loved going into the arcades where the machines would cost 10-20p. It became too much, when short plays would cost 50p to £1. Obviously, I loved the beach and playing sports on it. I have found memories of playing football with my brother, dad and grandfather. One time, at the top of Winthrope Avenue. We were playing, and some older people set up deck chairs on the path near to the sea front, just above from where we were playing.
It was like having Sky cameras on me, I have to admit I did try harder as I enjoyed hearing their comments. They watched in a nice spirit, not in an alienating way and I appreciated that.
Playing beach cricket and rounders was always fun; it's something my lot really don't do without complaints. Ava is actually scared of balls, bless her, so that can be difficult (I think it's more about being hit in the face), but she avoids them like the plaque.
Some of the happiest times of my life, involved walking to Skeg pushing @GrannyPie's wheelchair and seeing my children grow up to loving Skegness, it's almost like re-living it through them. @super_ram will be coming against us, during our next family break and I love that he can join us. My children really loved it last year when he did; it gives us something extra to look forward to.
I don't like hearing people criticising Skegness, as it feels like my second home. I know some of the locals, which is nice to speak with. They are few and far now, as I have been going all my life. Whilst it's sad to see certain aspects fade, such as the lights and ornaments which would be fun to look at. If someone really doesn't like it, then I wonder why they go - especially just to moan.