Seaside baby changing room
I’m having a day out at the seaside when I come across a baby changing room right next to the beach. I’m wearing a blue dress with a white shirt over the top, and my light blue denim jacket. Underneath my dress, and strapped on nice and tight, is a wet and soggy Fabine. I’ve had it on such a long time, and it is really starting to chafe my bum, and although I’m aways reluctant to get rid of something that is soaked through, I just don’t know how much wear it has left in it. So when I see the changing room, I just don’t think I pass up this opportunity for a much needed change, as there is no telling when I’ll get another chance. Inside, the changing room is quite modern looking, with strong lighting and grey walls, but it’s no surprise that it isn’t the cleanest place in the world, which goes for many places like this along the coast! Oh well, needs must. I place my bag on the counter, lift up my dress and peel off the Fabines. Looking at it in my hand, it’s just as saturated as it felt against my bum! I take a gorgeous new blue Drynites out of my bag, and strap myself in, savouring how fresh and crinkly it feels. It perfectly matches the colour of my dress too, which I always think makes for an added bonus
I’m being careful not to make too much noise, as I can hear someone in the cubicle next to mine, and I’ve no idea who it is! It isn’t very private, but sometimes you just don’t have a choice! Now I’m all comfortable and ready to continue with my day trip. Oh I do like to be beside the seaside