Most of these blog things I generally ruminate over as the
European countryside swishes by, then put to paper, as it were, when we are
parked up and Hazel is asleep. I had a
belter for you today, perspectives on Europe as we head towards the Rotterdam
ferry and home. The problem is we have found some hidden games on the laptop
and I have just played Chicken Invaders and seemed to have forgotten all that
went before.
So I’ll just mention that these fair weather
caravaners/motorhomers who pop up when the thermometer zips past zero are
rather annoying. For 5 months we have
all the facilities in the campsites, that were open, all to our selves. Swings for the H, no showers to wait for and
free wifi. Now every Herman, Jann and
François in a mobile home has hit the road!
Any one any idea why Phil Collins is SOOO big in Germany? I
don’t mind a bit of the Colmeister, now and again, but he is on the radio more
than Adele!!
Today Hazel said Orange, Yellow and....her name. She takes a mental run up to her name and is
ever so proud if and when it comes out.
And finally “now that there is a drought can I use my water
butt to store petrol” (it tickled me)
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