This time of year has its own special magic – but also its own special brand of mayhem. The stress of getting everything done in time and managing everyone’s expectations all on budget and be nice to everyone often threatens to outweigh the pleasures of Christmas Day. I can’t think of a better way to escape all of this than to run away to the seaside, to a beach hut.
Of course beach huts are traditionally associated with summer – with sunshine and sandcastles and ice cream. But everything that is wonderful by the sea almost works better in winter: the bracing fresh air, the sense of wellbeing that being outside brings, the head-clearing exhilaration of a walk along the shore. And the cosy confines of a beach hut adapt themselves beautifully to Christmas: being tucked up inside by the warmth of a fire, reading books or playing games and sipping a glass of mulled wine. And of course, the Bournemouth Beach Lodges have all the added extras – wifi, a private deck metres from the beach, hot showers – to make them a home from home. You can bring your dog too – Christmas isn’t Christmas without your beloved canine companion to take along the beach.
Sometimes, too, being on neutral territory dilutes all the family tension you might feel. It’s an adventure, being somewhere else at Christmas. You can bring the traditions you want with you, and leave behind the things you don’t like! There are no traffic jams or queues, just the pounding of the waves and the cry of the seagulls. Gathering driftwood and shells to make decorations, going to buy fresh fish from the local fishermen, wrapping up warm and feeling the salty air on your skin: it really is getting away from it all.
And don’t worry – Father Christmas can still get down the chimney, as long as you remember a little glass of something to keep him warm.
Credit: Veronica Henry (Award Winning British Author)
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