‘Apparently, I am going to a beach party… I’ve never been out to Brighton. When the train pulls into the station, we pile onto the platform in a confusion of bags and towels…’ – pgs 96 & 103
I mean, how lucky are we? Not only does Australia have the best YA authors, but they also write scenes in their books that mean we get to visit some of the best beaches in the world. #grateful.
When we pulled up in the car park we saw that they had a Mr Whippy van which was super exciting. So we scrounged all our change together and bought an ice-cream each. Actually – I’m pretty sure Rachel paid for mine and I probs owe her money for that… Then we strolled along the beach, eating ice-cream and not being able to converse properly because of the wind. It was pretty great.