Yesterday we took a short trip down to Bridgwater to look up an old army mate of ours, whom Kay and I hadn’t seen for over thirty four years. I had managed to locate his address but we weren’t sure if he would be at home so we wrote a note with my telephone number just in case. The weather was nice and warm and we found the address in Bridgwater without too much hassle and parked at the top of the street.
Luckily for us our old friend Malcolm (Dinger) Bell was at home so Kay and I spent a good three hours with him reminiscing about old times. We departed, after arranging for Dinger, to come and have lunch with us at Home Farm later in the week. On the way back we decided to stop for lunch at an old Inn in the village of West Huntspill called The White Cottage. It was a pleasant meal, but not on par with the Bell Inn in Haughton which has spoilt us for good cuisine.
We then made a detour in Highbridge to the Haven Holliday village to arrange a booking for the one week we had to cover after the cancellation of the three weeks we were due to stay at the site on the Polden Hills. The Haven site is massive and the roads and pitches more than adequate for the size of our RV, the only worry I had was the overhang of the trees on the site, I have visions of us getting tangled in them on the way in and on the way out. The downside is that the fee for the week we stay at Haven equates to two weeks fee on our present site.
We arrived back and settled down for a relaxing evening, (some hope) unfortunately there are a bunch of young boys running wild on the site this weekend and as we were relaxing I spotted two of them sneaking up to our cycles stacked next to our trailer.
I dashed out just as one of the little scoundrels was attempting to steal the cycles, on hearing me rush out; off they went with their pants on fire. I have since found out that several cycles on the site have been stolen so I reported the incident to the security man patrolling the site. He seemed aware that a gang of lads were causing trouble so was on the lookout for them.
The lads would have had a shock as both Cycles are securely locked with two stout locking chains to the trailer so they wouldn’t have got very far anyway.
Today the weather has taken a turn for the worst, it’s cold, wet, windy and miserable, on the up side the little toe-rags won’t be out and about and up to any mischief as by the end of the day most of them will have left. Already there is only our RV and one large Euro-van left on the RV pitches and the caravan site is steadily emptying.
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