Barmouth is a coastal town in Wales. The sands dune down to the sea and a succession of plants through time have colonised the salty land. My first school field trip measured the number of wriggling Nereis worms we found in each of the quadrat metal squares we flung one by one into the air. The force of the wind often meant our counting did not get very far from the shore line however!
We stayed in a hostel that made us Hoover up the rooms before we could leave. It was a small concession for the amazing connections we made with each other within our normally busy school community and with another London Faith school that was sharing the beach project at the same time. I will never forget the love that swam around the breakfast table as we all traded up our packed lunches and laughed all day about nothing in particular.
Old half forgotten seaside resorts that were once a much longed for destination have drawn me back many years later for walking breaks. I love the way communities rejuvenate and emerge with fresh purpose.
It was a beautiful metaphor to stand with old and new friends watching the tides flow in. Many years later (now!) the moment inspired a short audio story pasted below.
It amazes me how the past sticks to my memory and transforms without warning into something new. Here’s to the changing shapes and resilience of the beautiful Barmouth tides !
Barmouth Tides episode 1
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