Monday 29 September 2014

The European Tour

My Bicycle Trip


 They have migrated from long walks to bicycle trips.  Daddy says we went 45mph down one hill.  I kept telling him to hurry up going up the other side.  He wasn't half slow.  Not as slow as Mama though.  She has been walking funny since the bike ride.  Anyway, I had a nice lie down when we got there.
They now tell me they have a plan.  They are leaving Dorset on Thursday and going oop North for a few days.  Then back down to stay just outside London for a week.  Down to Kent and then over to Calais for around 16th October.  Spend some time in that area and then up to Amsterdam for the 25th October to meet up with Aunty Jackie and my Great Uncle Joe. 


Saying Bye bye to my lovely Nanny
 After that they are heading South to get warm.  They have an appointment in the South of France in May and one in Benidorn in June.  Hope the sea warms up.  Hope they sit still for a bit.  I just want to play in the sand and sing.  It's hard work all this campervanning.  I'm exhausted.
My European Tour look

Monday 22 September 2014

Durdle Door

View from our campsite
This is the Durderlee Door
Thank goodness it started sunshining.  Here I am hitching a lift on Daddy's shoulders.  The campsite is just fabulous and Mama and Daddy seem to spend hours reading that Hymer manual and fiddling with the van.  We got hot water last night but it went again tonight and out came the manual again.
Mama keeps swimming in the sea.  I won't go near it.  Too cold for me.  In fact I wouldn't wash until last night when the warm water came on.  Daddy tried to wave a face cloth at my bottom tonight but I was having none of it. 
I might have my shirt off but I'm not going in




The first few days we lived off tinned soup, sandwiches and fish and chips.  I'm starting to wonder if I am being neglected.  All this processed food and not washing.  I keep asking to go back to Nana's front room.  They also make me walk miles.  I walked all the way up a cliff from Durderlee door to Lulworth cove yesterday.  I haven't seen the pram in weeks.  I bet they don't bloody bring it.  And where are all my toys?


Another long walk.

I do get to see Daddy and Mama all day every day though.  But I have learnt to say 'Go away.  You are annoying me'.
The sea.  The sea.

Wednesday 17 September 2014

Life on the Open Road



So Mama and Papa decided to go to the Motor home Show at Shepton Mallet at the weekend.  It was our first trip in Nono (Mama says she’s called Nona).  We were all very excited.  Mama kept saying she couldn’t wait for it to get dark and to get cosy in bed. 
I loved my new seat.  I was so high up I could see cows and sheep and say ‘poo cows and poo sheep and poo pigs’.  I could also see tractors.  And police cars.
Mama sat my lucky cat up front so he could see too.  Daddy said he loved the open road.

The show called itself a 'rally'.  Mama said she'd never been to a rally.  Daddy has been to loads.  He is Mr. Bike Rally.  Mama thought there might be naked dancing round camp fires but fortunately everyone kept their clothes on.  Mama was the youngest person there (excluding me).  It was nice to see all these Nana's and Ganggangs out and about instead of stuck in care homes like my Grandpappy.  Their motto was 'Adventure before Dementia'. 
Anyway, I had a ball running in and out of all the vans for sale.  (Daddy says if it has a bathroom it's a motor home!).  In fact I spent 2 hours at it with Mama chasing after me and the salesman chasing after Mama.


 They had the strangest of things for sale for people with camper vans.  I could understand awnings and dog baskets and spare tyre covers but there was a habadashery stall and a stall selling kites and really long poles to attach them to your van.  There was also a man selling ladders and lots of sparkly lights but the best of all were these ginormous hedgehogs.


 Here we are parked up for the night.  Mama insisted on eating outside even though I was freezing.  Everyone else had tables and chairs and sparkly lights and a huge pole with a kite flying from it and we had a rug and a couple of yoga blocks.

 The highlight of my trip was a girl getting stuck up a tree and Mama having to help her down.  I love someone getting stuck and a rescue mission.  Here's daddy pretending to be stuck.
Off to Durdle Door on Friday and then who knows where.  The No funs really don't know where they are going.  They tell me there is a trip OOp North and then over to Holland but who knows.  I hope Mama isn't map reading.