Summer means lots of things: sunshine, holidays, ice cream, buckets and spades at the beach and, one of my favourites, carnival time. And this week was carnival week in Teignmouth culminating in the procession of floats through town on Thursday night.
And, more excitingly for me, one of my best friends from university is down visiting at the moment, so we were able to meet up with her family for a long overdue catch up.
I love this photo because it reminds me of a picture taken of me when I was a similar age, sat on the side of the road with my sisters and cousins when we were on holiday in Fowey, Cornwall, waiting for a carnival procession.
This photo features Elliot, looking really happy (we were on the pavement next to his friend from school), Beatrix excitedly pointing down the road to where the procession would come, Wilfred, who has been hiding from most attempts at photography all summer, trying to decide whether to do a runner or not, and my friend's daughter full of anticipation.
Carnivals really are the stuff of summer memories.