
The hot January summer sun was beaming down with every one of its high-level UV rays out in force.
I was at the beach with my family. We were enjoying a week away at the coast – soaking up the warmth, the salty sea water and the sand.
While we enjoyed this particular day we were sun smart. We slipped, slopped, slapped, seeked and slid, just as Sid the Seagull has told us for years.
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Put simply, we were vigilant about being safe in the sun because the reality is you need to be.
With Australia well known as the melanoma capital of the world, and the consequences of sun damage being well-publicised, there is really no excuse to be out in the sun without protection – and given we’re a family of fair-skinned humans we especially need to heed the warnings.
We lathered on our SPF50+ prior to leaving the house on every part of our body that was practical and recommended.
We reapplied every two hours to be safe.
We wore hats, sunglasses and long-sleeved rashies.