Sorting through those boxes from the loft

I didn’t get very far, but i did find this. We are on holiday in Swanage - all our holidays were in Swanage.  My dad rented a beach hut, and here we are sitting in front of it, in the deckchairs provided.  My mum is reading the Daily Sketch, and looks amused by something.  My dad is looking relaxed too. It’s 1957 - and I am 4. I’m so pleased to discover this, as it looks like a happy time.  I often used to have bumps and cuts on my knees, but this was an especially spectacular accident, involving a roundabout in a playground. I think it involved stitches. I was a bit of a tomboy. Not sure whether that description is still used today.