Saturday, and yesterday’s mists are back:

The other bunch of four Tossers arrived yesterday afternoon, camping in the Gedinne campsite, having travelled on the Newhaven to Dieppe crossing.
I pedalled down to see them. They all seem to be in fine fettle, though lacking in toilet roll, with not one between them. Being an obliging soul, I rode my bicycle to the supermarket and picked them up a roll each. They offered to pay me for the rolls, which I declined, saying that they could think of me (hopefully kindly) as they put the sheets to use.

The other bunch of four Tossers arrived yesterday afternoon, camping in the Gedinne campsite, having travelled on the Newhaven to Dieppe crossing.
I pedalled down to see them. They all seem to be in fine fettle, though lacking in toilet roll, with not one between them. Being an obliging soul, I rode my bicycle to the supermarket and picked them up a roll each. They offered to pay me for the rolls, which I declined, saying that they could think of me (hopefully kindly) as they put the sheets to use.


Amateurs! 





















