we have been at a haven holiday site in west sussex and arriving on saturday night and waking sunday morning with a caravan full of kids, it felt at times like the end day might never arrive.
we came with my significant other's elderly aunt and her old friend; they have one caravan for wheelchairs, and me, the old man, the teenager, the nephew (son!), daughter and littlen in the other.
our caravan has at times shook with children; running, arguing; being pains in the arse and so on and so forth.... but ultimately they have, i think had a nice time.
i must say, money has not been really flowing, but somehow we have got throught the week... marmite and choclate spread sandwiches have replaced fish and chips ...but the kids have been okay with that. they had a cafe meal of chips and nuggets/ burgers (signifci and i shared a bowl of chips ... what sacrafice!!! while children rejected their burgers -not macdonaldy enough- not realising the irony of their rejection as signifci and i heroically offered the last chip to one another)
they have had ice creams and sea front (bognor reigis )fun of bouncy castles and pedalloes and what not.
they have cruised the insane wild windy waves (the little nephew gallantly racing into them over and over before shrieking eventually with the cold) and the teenager having bought a boogie board (?) at an yard sale in pagham (near the caravan site) surfing the waves at Bognor.
They have been to the stony Pagham beach and they and i (while baby was sleeping) swam in the sea and we bought little dinghys for them to sail on. no such luck, they kept on blowing away.
we walked round pagham lagoon, and fed the ducks and skimmed stones at the natural harbour
the kids were amazing with all the walking and their journey was peppered with stone searching, chocolate spread sandwiches and orange juice in plastic cups. signifci and i shared the odd beer.
we visited the nature reserve and wetlands and our old aunt whizzed along on her motor scooter while the kids ran ahead or lagged behind scarmbling hills or finding feathers, watching birds and swans and ducks of various names. the fields and views looked like van gogh paintings and suddenly while bathed amongst the green and blue i felt quite happy.
we saw thatched roofs and horses. we saw fish gobbling the water's surface. we picked blacberries and bought apples and custard and made apple and blackberry crumble.
we went to chichester cathedral and walked the stony paths showing to each sides various bishops passed lying in statue form upon raised tombs with various facial expressions. i could not believe how well behaved the kids were considering they had thought we'd be going to sea world in brighton!!!! (the oldies decided -having expressed loudly their desire to go there, that it was actually to far away after all, so chichester cathedral it was!!.... despite both oldies saying it was their least favourite cathedral ever))
any way. if i had written this this morning it would have been far more depressing, since the previous day we raced to do bingo, then significi-who knows how to play, didn't make it in time. i encouraged old aunty to come and the poor lass raced there and we got there in the nick of time. it was no fun. i only like bingo if signifci other is there, so i sat there trying to play, not realising there is a sodding rhyme and reason to it....i sat there like a plum missing numbers left right and centre. i had my teenager hissing at me for being so incompetent and old aunt diligently marked her numbers. significi turned up and i thrust my bingo sheet and him and sat back watching old aunty carefully find all her numbers.
penultimately she called out....she thought she had a line for £60 she was wrong but it was an ominous echo of what was to come....
next play and she scibbled away (for £100). then came the noise of someone having a full house. as that noise progressed and the lady on the mike went to the winning table and chatter resumed, old aunty said 'i got it.. i got one too'. for some reason i became leaden and my voice shrunk. shout out said signifci.... no, you shout out, i said, slightly unconfident she'd made another mistake and made vulnerable by the noisy celebrations of the winner. after more arguing signifci went to the podium and said we had a full house too. the claim has already been made said the lady. old aunty seemed littler and redder when we took her home. i felt depressed and tearful and slightly starved having visited bognor and eaten only one marmite sandwich.
however today after a spot of expensive laundry doing + escape from children, i eventually felt better.
tomorrow we will visit a bird, butterfly and beast place down the road.
we will swim in the pool, the kidz will do fun inflatable stuff in the pool, i will try to get old aunty a special trip to the 'owners' jacuzzi (since the hoist is broken in the swimming pool and i have complained)
we will go the the disco and i may try and take the kids out for a meal in the complex for the last night.
this was a very long blog but hey, i needed to get some out, spelling mistakes and all!!
xxxxxx
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