Oh won’t you please take me theeeeere.
The Needles And The Damage Done
I found school project diary about a trip to the isle of white in 1991 aged 10, it reads like a Tao Lin novel, might post it
Cowes oon Is Now?
If you want to take a trip to Ryde with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo’ with the gold D’s
Oh why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
ahahaha oh god
even reading the words Blackgang Chine made me fall down a well of nostalgia and drown in fibreglass dinosaur loveliness
Remember the big slide you go down in those sand bags?
continues to mellow
and the game where you shoot water cannons to fill up/knock down shit
i completely forgot about this. i think i nearly teared up there. basically all holidays between 4 and 10 years old featured this place (my dad’s boss let us use his holiday house there)
Carisbrooke Castle in the clouds
I like to go there in my sleep
Got some multicoloured sand in a vial from the needles as well
and make a butterfly from paint by putting it all one side of a piece of card, folding the card then opening it back out.
i’ve nearly gone fully foetal at this point
Another iow anecdote, because my grandparents lived there (and the other set in India), as a kid I used to think grandparents were sent overseas for some reason
the holiday house was on Totland Cliffs. Which many years later got in the news a lot because it was falling into the sea at rapid pace