Can His Windyship start off by saying what a lovely site this is, especially for dog owners. We arrived at midday on the Friday and it was half empty but by late evening it was full. By Sunday evening it was back to half full and peace reigned once more. It was like this until the following Friday when we were told 120 vans were due in but thankfully we left on the Saturday morning. A new type of game I encountered played by the kids was Hide and Seek. This version is played on bikes where they ride around the site, between cars, vans, awnings etc and hide. It doesn't matter if its your pitch or your van/car that might get damaged but once spotted hiding behind maybe your van they dash off on their bike so as not to get caught by the seeker. You have been warned, be prepared to find kids on bikes in your awning soon, hehheh! It gladdened my heart no end to see the sweet little mites enjoying themselves :O) hehheh! The entertainment was great, especially as one was showing off and doing wheelies as he was chased and came a purler. I've never seen a 14 year old cry so much over a slight graze on his arm, he no longer impressed the girls with his heroic tricks.
A motorhome pitched near me and it had a garage compartment at the rear. The owner opened the door of the compartment and out got a Great Dane and an English Bull Terrier. Next thing I heard was the male saying to his wife " bl**dy hell, they've sh*t all over the place". I was pitched next to the gate to a dog walk with a poo bin attached. You could tell who scooped by the noise of the bin. I wondered how the Great Dane owner managed, he would need a Tesco carrier bag to put his dogs in. I needn't have worried though. When walking my dog some movement caught my eye, it was thousands of flies swarming over the biggest dog dump I'd ever seen, obviously the Great Danes. They never walked him on a lead, they held his collar because he was the same height and unfortunately for the lady I saw her on her Glutinous Maximus, the dog had pulled her over.
On a lighter note, one evening Her Ladyship and I were walking the dogs when a blackbird was "chinking" warning others of danger. I said to my wife it must be magpies, jays or squirrels. Further on I spotted the blackbird, still "chinking", and pointed it out to my wife. I then noticed perched alongside it, one foot away, was a Tawny Owl. The owl looked massive compared to the blackbird. After a few seconds the owl flew off chased by the male blackbird. Now thats what I call machoism.
A motorhome pitched near me and it had a garage compartment at the rear. The owner opened the door of the compartment and out got a Great Dane and an English Bull Terrier. Next thing I heard was the male saying to his wife " bl**dy hell, they've sh*t all over the place". I was pitched next to the gate to a dog walk with a poo bin attached. You could tell who scooped by the noise of the bin. I wondered how the Great Dane owner managed, he would need a Tesco carrier bag to put his dogs in. I needn't have worried though. When walking my dog some movement caught my eye, it was thousands of flies swarming over the biggest dog dump I'd ever seen, obviously the Great Danes. They never walked him on a lead, they held his collar because he was the same height and unfortunately for the lady I saw her on her Glutinous Maximus, the dog had pulled her over.
On a lighter note, one evening Her Ladyship and I were walking the dogs when a blackbird was "chinking" warning others of danger. I said to my wife it must be magpies, jays or squirrels. Further on I spotted the blackbird, still "chinking", and pointed it out to my wife. I then noticed perched alongside it, one foot away, was a Tawny Owl. The owl looked massive compared to the blackbird. After a few seconds the owl flew off chased by the male blackbird. Now thats what I call machoism.
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