The sun sends the mercury rising, so in troglodyte manner we traipse to the beach for the all the fun and excitement such hedonistic pleasure can enrich our lives with. Sorry pale bodies strut in the sun, believing in the invincibilty of sun creams that only tease our latent melanomas with the thinnest of protection. The wonder of slapping on oul and creaam from a bottlle, the lid of which has been dropped on the sand and carries a dusting of sand which is transferred to fingers, and ground in to skin thhat last saw the sun one year  before.
Cheap and tatty saeside rides vie for business of the young and innocent, or the cravenly naieve, whilst the music of the tone-deaf masses can listen to overproduced and overloud tripe.Oh the joy!