Summer holidays are a time of memory-making. We asked Guardian writers and contributors to share some of the summer holiday photos that transport them back to a simpler time
It had always been Harriet’s dream to get married more than mine. I’ll never forget us as little girls on summer holidays, stretched out on twin beds, poring over her magazine cutouts of white wedding dresses, multi-tiered cakes and overflowing bouquets.
We would muse what our husbands’ names would be and how many children we would have. They would be born at the same time, so they could grow up together as best friends. Just like we had.
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