Our little secret, Sandbanks

“But this is no ordinary English sand dune. On it, and around it, lie stunning golden sands, clear turquoise ocean water, luxury yachts, vintage champagne spilling out of every well-heeled resident’s mouth, and houses that are currently going for an absurd £10million apiece.” That is Sandbanks, as Piers Morgan described on his documentary aired on ITV1, ‘Piers Morgan… on Sandbanks’.

I bet if you asked anyone what he or she thought of Sandbanks around 45 years ago there answer would be the complete opposite. So I did…

In the summer of 1971 my grandparents visited Sandbanks for the first time with their 3 children, my mum, aunty and uncle. My Granny said to me, “Back then Sandbanks was nothing like it is today. It was simple. It was just a cheap, easy, remote destination to spend two weeks on the beach with the children”. And since that summer they have returned at least once a year, every year, with their children, parents, brothers, sisters and grandchildren.

All 15 of us used to stay for two weeks in a small bungalow called Flintshore where it’s back garden led, and looked over, the beach and this is the place my grandparents stayed from 1971, and I did from 1993 until 2005. In 2005 this very modest bungalow, in need of modernastion, sold for nothing less than £3 million. Of course you don’t believe me, Here’s a reliable source to prove it. http://www.guardian.co.uk/money/2005/nov/02/property.uknews 

So what was it that turned this sleepy sand dune into “the fourth most expensive place to live on the planet?”*

In 2001, a canny local estate agent named Tom Doyle sold a 1,200 square foot flat on Sandbanks for an easy £1 million.* Consequently he realised that this deal made it the fourth most expensive square foot in the world, resulting in it being ranked on influential property listings. And there it was, the Sandbanks phenomenon was born and property prices soared higher than ever imagined.

Flintshore is now on the market for £10 million, but apparently the inside and outside pool, spa, gym and home cinema aren’t what you’re paying for. In an interview with Piers Morgan, Tom Doyle stated, when asked how he could possibly justify the price, “The view. Six million of that price is for the view”.

Piers continued his documentary by interviewing Harry Redknapp who brought his home in Sandbanks 40 years ago for £600,000. Apparently he gets people knocking on his door every month offering up to £15 million for his key located home, but he stated not even £20 million would tempt him. “Where else would I find a home like this, this is just paradise to me”

The clear common dominator here is money, I mean even a small Orange Juice in the Café was pushing a fiver. Don’t get me wrong, Sandbanks is easily my favourite place in the world, but the special place that used to be my families little secret is now an overly desired destination, and I don’t like it. Sandbanks is now known for its flash cars, heavy wallets and of course pompous residents. I mean who saw the most recent news report? Apparently residents are planning to boycott a newly built Tesco Express because they wanted an M&S. http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2325510/Sandbanks-residents-outrage-plans-open-supermarket-exclusive-town.html#ixzz2YNPb0Sr2

To me Sandbanks never has been about the money or fame. When I was in High School my friends used to be so surprised that every year my family didn’t leave England to go on Holiday but I didn’t care. It’s somewhere I’ve spent my summers, growing up with my family. From skinny dippy in the sea at the age of 4 with my cousins, to drunk walk backs from the pub with my granddad, uncle and dad when I’m 20. I’ve been every year of my life and every single year I leave I cry, just incase it could be the last.

Let’s just hope the heavy wallets don’t sink this island.

 
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http://www.sandbankspoole.com/ http://www.primelocation.com/homes-news/has-sandbanks-gone-bust/

Sun, Sea and Shamu

Feet up, radio on, sun shining.. Stuck in a stuffy car for around an hour and a half, for the second time today. But bloody hell was it worth it.

Today we’ve been to St Pete beach at St Petesburg. White sand, Blue Sky, Sea like a bath… you get my drift. And since my last post, 3 days ago, we haven’t stopped so it has been really nice to relax today and get a little more burnt.

Over the past few days we’ve been back to Universal as we had an early entry pass to the park so that we could go on the Harry Potter ride without having to queue. It was a moving simulator ride, with effects so powerful that it takes complete control of your senses and was, hands down, my favourite ride I’ve been on so far.

We’ve also been to Seaworld to watch the Sea-Lion and Killer Whale show, which was breath-taking. Although I had been told beforehand that a few years ago, Shamu, the oldest killer whale had eaten one of the trainers during training. So I was a little concerned at how “mind blowing” the show was going to be.

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Yesterday we went to Epcot at Disney World for the morning but we spent most of the day at Animal Kingdom mainly because Kate and Colin knew how desperate I was to see some Oodays (thats the noise elephants make, obviously). And it was my favourite day, ever, especially the African Safari.

As crazy as I am about animals and zoo’s, I often leave a little upset at the way the animals are forced to live. But what I loved about Animal Kingdom was how big and ‘natural’ their habitats have been made, allowing them to live happily.

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Over the past few days we’ve been to a couple of shopping malls where I brought all my family a present. Even though my parents order me not to bring anything back for them, I have to. I love buying them presents. Plus, I owe it to them.

It’s been really weird not being home for Fathers Day today, but I sent him a soppy text in which he replied “what do you want?”. Little Daddy’s girl aren’t I.

The weather here is more up and down than me once a month. I started writing this post with the windows down, dazed by the heat and the sunlight. And within 10 minutes of typing, the windows are now shut and the rain is so heavy that the few cars I can see ahead of us are all travelling less than 10mph with their hazard lights on.

If you don’t believe me, these two photos below were taken within 20 minutes of each other.

Thank you for reading xxxxx

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