Since I was as small as Squid, I’ve seen little piles of stones now and again when we’ve been to different places.
Squid and Me
Squid’s my little sister. I called her that because when she was born she was pink and her arms and legs wriggled everywhere. Like a squid. Squid and me do lots of fun stuff and I get to tell you about it here. I hope you will write back and tell me what you get up to …
We decided to have a little competition when we were at the seaside as Dad had some fishing line in his pocket and Mum found fishing weights that she’d bought from a car boot sale in her bag (She said they’d come in handy one day!).
Making Sand Boats – Were we the first in the world to do this?
Last Autumn Squid and me decided to build a den. Our dad helped and we made it out of living willow.
On the way to the river there was frog spit everywhere. My mum was 36 years old before she found out that frogs didn’t really spit on all the grass on the way to the river. So to avoid Squid this embarrassment I told her what frog spit really was.
When Squid was a baby we went to the beach in Wales.
Me and Squid love making sandcastles. We always fill our bucket with the wet sand from close to the sea because we think that makes the best sandcastles.
Squid and Me found an egg case washed up on Penmon Point beach on Anglesey.
Squid likes tomatoes. We were looking at grow bags for tomatoes at the garden centre and they looked just like big plastic bags of soil to me. Why don’t you just fill a big plastic bag full of soil I said? I bet they don’t even disappear like the Little Trekkers postage bags.