In the 1930's I was taken for a holiday in Tenby (Birmingham beyond Wales, we called it). I did not see the sea again until 1946.
As a pupil at Golden Hillock Road School, we were taken, by coach, for a day in Weston Super Mare. The excitement was fantastic for all of us. A day at the sea side!
When we arrived there was no sea, just miles and miles of beach, with the sea way out on the horizon. Just before we departed Weston, later in the day, the sea had just started to come back in. I seem to remember that we had about 30 minutes for a quick paddle.
Nevertheless, it was a great day out after six years of war. I have never forgotten that experience. Eddie.