When you remember your childhood, you always remember the summers, don’t you? Those school holidays that seemed to stretch on forever. Long, lazy days, and evenings when it felt like the sun would never set. If you grew up in Australia, you probably remember these things…
● Running under the sprinkler. There were different types: the ones that went round and round, and the ones that made that t-t-t-t-t-t-ttttttttt noise as they went from side to side. Drip irrigation just isn’t quite the same.
● Drinking cordial. It was always more refreshing if it was bright green or bright red.
● Spiralling around on the Hills hoist. It was like having a roundabout in your backyard, and it wasn’t nearly as fragile as your mum seemed to think.
● The permanent face indentations of goggles and swimming caps.
● Remembering to restrict limbs and flesh to the cool water of sun soaked inflatable pools, lest you burn your skin on the blazing plastic edges.
● Getting badly sunburnt. Not just slightly pink, but so sunburnt that your skin would peel, sometimes in sheets.
● Getting sunburnt in a weird place, like the tops of your feet, except for a white V-shape where your thongs had been.
● Coming home from a beach holiday with an incredibly painful ear infection. Not quite the souvenir you would have chosen.
● The pools of water that collect in the butt of your speedos.