I remember the old fashioned summer,
When down to the seaside we went,
We didn’t need tons of money,
Only a few bob was spent.
The costumes were different in those kind of days,
More sensible in so many ways,
Children were playing with bucket and spades,
Sand castles were all finely arrayed.
Kids didn’t demand the way they do now,
They used their manners if they didn’t oh woe,
They certainly had to keep in their place,
It was fun to see them as up the sand they raced.
You went by a train that had lots of steam,
And if you was good you got an ice cream,
Those days were exciting but now they’re all gone,
And now at the seaside you’ve got to be strong.
Your bag could be nicked if you’re not watching out,
But if you catch them then give them a clout,
It’s an old fashioned copper needed back on the beat,
Then perhaps these young folk would have to retreat.
Today it costs more,
The steam train has gone,
You go by electric,
It doesn’t take long.