So, I’ve just come inside, having passed a pleasant hour sitting beside the Bus with a glass of wine, birds singing, sun going down, music on the new Bus CD player; excellent! Only problem is, we were sitting on our own drive with a nice view of the garage.
The Tigger came back from work minus voice, and plus a whole lot of other symptoms too unpleasant for me to describe to you. The weather was still foul. A phone call to the campsite confirmed that the field in question was very wet. So we chickened out and stayed put. We’ve done some more sorting and some fitting out, so that when we do go it will be much more straightforward. But we bottled out of our trip.
Saturday, 3 May 2008
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