It's raining and blowing so hard I cannot see the end of the campsite or hear SWMBO cursing, because of the rain drumming on the roof, as she changes the sheets in the bedroom.
The rain and wind were here all night, and now for the rest of the day.
SWMBO wants to go for a picnic! How's that for tangential thinking!
I'm sorry but sitting in the car staring through steamed up windows (and not for the right reasons) eating egg and tomato sandwiches and drinking warm tea, is not something I'm even remotely interested in. She has said if we don't go she will spend all day on-line shopping at John Lewis, ummm....... tricky. So I guess it's going to be Christmas shopping using my credit card and “saving” me hundreds of £'s.
Just been to SSS and now it's cooler I've been forced into wearing track suit bottoms instead of shorts, not because of the actual temperature drop more to do with the women cleaning the shower block laughing at me, I assume it is the shorts. I mentioned before and I know they are more practical, but wearing dressing gowns as you traipse off to the bog is just not my thing, I find it a bit parochial.
Mind, getting your trousers on after a shower and not getting them wet, especially if they are lined, is an art in itself. First there's no seat to sit down in there, so you end up hoping around with one leg in, gainfully trying to find the right entrance to get the other one in, banging off the walls, shower gel and shampoo being scattered to to hell and gone. When you're finished, you've put them on backwards and are in such a sweat, you need another shower!
Of course when naked the mossies can have, and do have, a field day and while you are bending down to run them off your legs, they are biting your arse!
I take a canister of insect killer in with me now, go in the bog, quick spray and watch the mossies literally fall out of the air, sit down and you're doing your business, but not in abject fear any more, even started taking my book again. Must admit though I get some funny looks walking up to the shower/toilet block with my towel, washing bag, a bright orange 10 inch canister of “something” and Douglas Adams's tome “The long dark tea time of the soul”, under my arm.
Used a different shower today, just for a change, went in, blasted about a dozen of the blood sucking bastids, got the shower to a comfortable setting and carried out the necessary requirements. Now shower heads, after a while, get blocked with dirt or lime scale or whatever and the shower spray, instead of mainly going vertically down, mainly doesn’t and little mini sprays go all over the place.
Sometimes it's a self checking mechanism, you take your clothes off, press the button, stand back and a stream of freezing cold water, jetting out at 45° from vertical gets you in your nether regions and you are jumping about avoiding the cold sprays until the button runs out of time. So next time you know where to stand until the water warms up.
This shower was very clever however because it had a slight time delay build in. So follow procedure until water is hot, gets under, wash and then luxuriate under the hot shower with your back pressed against the button, keeping it on, for a further 5 minutes.
Dry with towel, reach for, yep, soaking wet strides that have been under an errant water spray for 10 minutes. Throw them on floor, get into them, doesn’t matter which bloody way round they are and trudge unhappily back to the MS in the pouring rain. “Bit wet are we?” from SWMBO, doesn’t help either.
Now that the free TV is working I can get to watch Match Of The Day, but as it starts 11:30pm over here I usually fall asleep after the first match, also “Turn that bloody thing off, I'm trying to get some sleep you stupid idiot!” means watching it that late is a no go. Therefore need to watch it at a more reasonable time on Sunday morning but again if that interferes with SWMBO's eggs and soldiers I'm in deep shit, between the devil and the deep blue, aren’t I.
Great Scott! I've just stitched all my blogs together, from February 2009 when we got the MS until now and the statistics, with jokes and pictures taken out, are a little daunting, to say the least.
220 pages, 130k words and more than half a million individual letters, could be a book in here somewhere?
Sunday 28th November 2010.
Sunderland got beat 3-2 at Wolves, damn!
We both had a serious portion of my famous chicken curry last night, actually made without curry power but using basic ingredients and tasted very nice thankyou. Not looking forward to the application of preparation “H” to the Chalfonts later on. However, because already there are rumblings going on, I'm putting on my running shoes as a precaution.
SWMBO gave me orders last night that she would forgo her usual eggs and soldiers and have scrambled eggs and smoked salmon instead, it's a rough life she's got. She also told me to get her up no matter what, at 8 o'clock to get the washing started, it's now 9:15 am and all I got when I gave her a gentle shake earlier was “Sod off!” Trying to undo the vice like grip she has on the duvet is virtually impossible accompanied with the cry of “Noooooooooooooooooo, leave me alone”.
A German guy decided to move his Mercedes Hymer motorhome and car trailer to another pitch because his TV reception wasn't very good where he was. Problem was he decided to do it at 6pm, in the dark, nutty or what? So he ended up and I mean up, to his chassis in sand and mud and therefore blocking the road. This morning he got his car off the trailer and buggered off leaving his motorhome where it stood, or rather, lay, to wait for the site's tractor to turn up and pull it out.
Washing today as it's sunny and warm and because the rain starts again tomorrow for the rest of the week, so picnics, trips to Gibraltar and the like are now just wistful thoughts. We have two washing lines up now as it is bed sheet washing as well as the normal stuff. I attached one end of the new line to the awning and the other to a thin tree about 20 m away, the wind is getting up and both ends are looking decidedly dodgy and I'm beginning to wish I had used sturdier mounting points!Tomorrow's Monday and back to the rain.
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