Lulworth to Kinson

Tuesday

I again woke early & got up soon after 7-30 but Jim slept on till 8-30. We eventually got packed up & left at nearly 12 o'clock after buying milk 3d & paying 1/- for camping. The run to Lulworth Cove took only about 15 mins & we parked the car 6d & went to look at the boats, returning a little later for dinner. Jim enjoyed pears and bananas. I put Jim's bathing slip on & took my costume & we went in the water. We found a little girl called Wendy also having her first dip. She was three & was with her auntie, who told me her mother had left her at the age of 14 months & she had mothered the child almost ever since. This lady took care of Jim while I had a swim. Jim managed to get in the water up to his middle but no more. While I was changing the young bounder started trying to climb the cliffs & started off well. Before we left, Jim put his arms round Wendy's neck & held her tightly a moment and soon they kissed each other goodbye. I took Jim in the rucksack up to the top of the cliff & we saw a boat come in from Weymouth. Then we had to go back for the towels. I took Jim to get tea & he would not eat bread & jam but had two bananas. We bought rock 6d and posted some of it 3d. We started back then in the direction of Bournemouth & I got more rock and butter 1/1 1/2 (one shilling one and a half pence), bread 2 1/2d & petrol 2/2. We went through Wareham with Jim asleep & the Carburetta flooding, then on through Poole & somewhere we turned towards Ringwood. I saw a fellow at a part where we began to see open fields & asked for a camping ground. We found one at Kinson after some difficulty through the people being out. Jim got off to sleep about 9-30 again & I got soup for my supper. Jim had let rip on the last of the biscuits & thoroughly enjoyed himself. While I was eating (or drinking) my soup, between 9-30 & 10-00 I could see a fine firework display in the distance. It must have been at Boscombe as it was their Carnival. I got into bed about 10-30 p.m.

Above are a modern picture of Kinson Manor farm and a picture of Kinson, which is now just a northern suburb of Bournemouth, from the 1950s. The map at the top clearly shows Poole Harbour with Brownsea Island (where Scouting was founded) in it. A few years later I well remember watching Short Sunderland Flying Boats in Poole Harbour.

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