Dang nabbit this hurt! Andrew Wiffen and I had a miscommunication during a baseball game and we collided. Unfortunately he put his elbow up to protect himself and took out my eye in the process! Mum decided it wasn’t painful enough already and tortured me further by taking photos of it.
Here are my holes from the mid-late 1980’s … actually, they’re not meant to be holes, the adults just didn’t get it. What I was trying to do was to create a barrier of sand so big that I could sit on the beach and watch the waves crash around me. It never worked very well (duh!) but I did build some rather large barriers in a vain attempt to stop the ocean. Wasted youth :p
From a family trip to Twizel and Lake Tekapo some time during the 80’s.