Hello and wow what a week it's been, before i start my tales though can i ask why do people drop litter? i cannot fathom peoples mentality just to drop it without a thought, it needs bringing into the curriculum at Schools.
Ooh actually dropping litter is on a par with people having a tattoo especially on on there neck, which is very popular now, and just wrong wrong wrong.
So the Holiday, well if you have read Emma Kennedy's 'The tent, the bucket and me' we started on a Parr with that? on arriving at said destination at 5.30pm and unpacking said tent (Borrowed from the scout hut!! we find that the wrong poles are with the wrong tent!!! HURRAH, so a slight panic and a half hour trip to Sheffield 'Go outdoors' and £250 later and we return with an hour to erect the tent!! poor Willow was in the car for about 8 hours, poor lady
And as the sun went down, and the tent went up we thought hurrah, we hadn't eaten and i was getting a tad grumpy, when we suddenly realized we had the wrong pump for the double Air bed, so yes you have guessed i started to blow it up......Unfortunately being 'Susie Homemaker' i don't have much 'blowing Air into airbeds' Enthusiasm, and so very soon after my 5th blow. Tony took over!!
unfortunately it took a couple of nights for him to blow it up, so the first night was a tad uncomfortable, and i don't cope very well knowing a toilet isn't as handy as it is at home, and the more i worry the more i need to go, so i went every half hour!!! all those bloody zips, finding a torch, shoes, etc Gee just get me in a hotel!!! No bloody chance as now we have a lovely large tent that we must get maximum use from.....YIPPEE
I have lots more stories, but that is enough for now, i have to do Susie Duties, and Husband duties, so log in again soon when i continue...............
Sp'oon Chal
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