Mr K
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Size matters: My tent and Whatton/Cunning Fox hybrid tarp' vs Snoopy's ...er...accomodation:
The Wobbly-Box at a safe distance
Barbie time!
The Phantom Claw
....and so to bed......
At about 4 a.m I awoke with the need to get rid of a few pints of Hook Norton's finest.
I struggled to get out of the tent, as the porch area seemed to have collapsed.
Once I'd powdered my nose and found a torch it became apparrent the my tarp had collapsed and all of the tent and tarp pegs were pulled out
After re-erecting my dwellings I turned my torch towards Snoopy. His head was sticking out of his divvy-bag and his cherubic face was upturned to the night sky, his purdy-little mouth open.........
I felt guilty about the "tea-bagging" until I found out the little rascal was responsible for the assault on my tent......
He looked a bit rough in the morning....
Had breakfast, saw a balloon.
Admired Dee-Tee's bike:
(It has so many trick, titanium bits on it, that he has to keep it filled with petrol or it floats away)
Had a ride down to the museum at Donington:
They even had an airhead on display:
.....and then had a ride back to the site via the shops and a cash machine...
Poppy made rather splendid Duck, spring-onion and hoy sin wraps and dished out a canny cheese and cracker....
...and was presented with her own monogrammed champagne glass..
The off-road gods (& Snoopy) returned....after being out for 9 hours
Bollox was talked....
"Divvy-bags" were zip-tied up....and ratchet-strap appearred....
Harry Snoopdini worked frantically to escape after the ratchet strap jammed
....and some more bollox was talked.......
In the morning we got up and then came home.
Rather special weekend ladies and gents
The Wobbly-Box at a safe distance
Barbie time!
The Phantom Claw
....and so to bed......
At about 4 a.m I awoke with the need to get rid of a few pints of Hook Norton's finest.
I struggled to get out of the tent, as the porch area seemed to have collapsed.
Once I'd powdered my nose and found a torch it became apparrent the my tarp had collapsed and all of the tent and tarp pegs were pulled out
After re-erecting my dwellings I turned my torch towards Snoopy. His head was sticking out of his divvy-bag and his cherubic face was upturned to the night sky, his purdy-little mouth open.........
I felt guilty about the "tea-bagging" until I found out the little rascal was responsible for the assault on my tent......
He looked a bit rough in the morning....
Had breakfast, saw a balloon.
Admired Dee-Tee's bike:
(It has so many trick, titanium bits on it, that he has to keep it filled with petrol or it floats away)
Had a ride down to the museum at Donington:
They even had an airhead on display:
.....and then had a ride back to the site via the shops and a cash machine...
Poppy made rather splendid Duck, spring-onion and hoy sin wraps and dished out a canny cheese and cracker....
...and was presented with her own monogrammed champagne glass..
The off-road gods (& Snoopy) returned....after being out for 9 hours
Bollox was talked....
"Divvy-bags" were zip-tied up....and ratchet-strap appearred....
Harry Snoopdini worked frantically to escape after the ratchet strap jammed
....and some more bollox was talked.......
In the morning we got up and then came home.
Rather special weekend ladies and gents