Heatwaves and Deck-Chairs

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We are in the throes of a heatwave here in the UK. It is 6am in the writing den and my temperature gauge is showing twenty-six degrees Celsius and rising. At times like this I long to be near water, especially the sea.

I spent my childhood and early teens in Whitehaven, a coastal coal mining and fishing town. Every morning when I opened my bedroom curtains I looked out onto the Irish Sea. Most of my working life in London was accompanied by a backdrop of the river Thames.

Whitehaven harbour at sunset. (Courtesy of Canva Pro.)

Fast forward to today and, somehow, I have managed to get myself landlocked. The village where I now live is situated in the middle of England and is in one of the furthest locations from the sea you can be. I’m longing for a sandy beach, a deck chair, and the feel of cold salty water splashing against my ankles.

As children, when heatwaves appeared, my parents would cram half the garage and us kids in the back of the car and drive a few miles to one of the better beaches. I still recall the sensation of air through an open car window sucking out my breath as we meandered through winding countryside roads; a surge of excitement seeing the brighter light, reflecting from the beach, as it lit up a horizon.

Sea Days

It started with a word - air - drifted
into Dad's battered Morris Minor.

A back seat crammed with kids and smarties
As sunshine called mouths to open windows.

Immature breath was snatched by salt trails
Leaving behind faint traces of dunes and deck-chairs. 

Audio version of Sea Days Β© Davy D Writer

How do you survive a heatwave? Please share your tips in the comments section.

9 thoughts on “Heatwaves and Deck-Chairs

  1. It’s lovely to read a bit about your childhood, Davy. It must have been so lovely to live near the water. It’s like being in a different world. Heatwaves can be bad and the heat here right now is terrible. I live in Chandigarh, India, a relatively small city. It’s the monsoon season and the worst kind of heat – humid! You can bathe in your own sweat at any time of the day or night. Thank God for ACs. I hope you get better weather soon. And if you’re in the mood for hot, hot, hot, then do visit India in the summer time. πŸ™‚

    1. I think I would melt on arrival, Terveen. I have northern blood and more suited to colder climates. They are forecasting record temperatures of 40 degrees Celsius here next week. I will be definitely in search of AC. Thanks for reading the post and commenting . It is most appreciated. πŸ™

  2. Embrace it and use it as a backdrop for creativity. The heat is unforgivable this summer, but a loose sundress and a cold refreshing drink, brings me back to my days of traveling through Spain or the Greek Islands. It gives me a quiet moment to clear my mind of all my worries and to-do-lists and allows for a moment of gratitude. I won’t lie, I am not a fan of the heat… but ‘when in Rome’ (ahhh, Rome…) πŸ˜‰
    xoxo ❀ Annie

    1. Thanks for the tips, Annie. I agree, these times do provide an opportunity for more creativity. (I have posted something on a similar issue today.) I look forward to reading more about your travels. Have a good weekend and thanks for taking time to read and offer your thoughts.πŸ™

  3. I so enjoyed this post, Davy. It brought back happy memories of some of my childhood and travelling to the beach on summer days. Funnily enough, my parents had a Morris Minor, too, which we all (including three children) bundled into on the journey to the coast. I remember the breeze blowing through the open windows, also. Happy times.

    I’m in the UK, in Essex, about 20 miles from the nearest coastal town, although I grew up in the middle of London.

    The heatwave this year was unbearable at 40 C. It wasn’t easy to keep cool even with electric fans going. They seemed only to be blowing the hot air about. I don’t doubt we will have future heatwaves because of climate change.

    I loved your poem and have to say you have a lovely speaking voice. Thank you for sharing such a delightful post. I look forward to read more of your work … Ellie 🌞

    1. Hi Ellie. Thank you so much for your kind words and I am glad the piece brought back some happy memories. I think Morris Minors were the car of the day. They always bring back memories of the sea for me and that innocence we had in childhood. I’m looking to move back to the coast. I do miss it. Thank you for connecting.

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