Last weekend was the 12 month anniversary of first meeting some of the characters that now regularly come on the meets.
To celebrate we went back to Hopleys Campsite at Bewdley. The bottom field which I prefer is in the process of being landscaped so we were crow barred into the top field by the new loo block.
Very impressive loos but a strange waft seemed to emanate from it. It was said it was the drains, but I'm not so sure it's not Intents (Leeane) change of diet.
Must admit Intents Relum tent is looking good now (apart from the felt tip run on the side)
With half of Currys stock of fan heaters, radiators, clip on lights we were pretty toasty with EHU for the weekend
I took the Indian Lake as it's warm being polycotton, and the inner can be folded pretty small to keep the heat in overnight
Must admit it's a bit of a b&%^tard to pitch, but is solid once it's up. Flogs gave me a hand pitching it, I'm not sure whether this helped or not. As I arrived late Friday evening it was pitch black which didn't help. After an hour and a half of faffing, the tent and carpets was sorted, so we cleared off to the pub for a pie and chips.
Next day saw the arrival of the rest of the group, I like this bit as you can offer them a cup of tea, then hide back in your tent and watch them through a 1 inch gap in the window
Homer closely inspecting the fire pit, to see if there are any forensic signs of food left
Saturday was a trip to Bewdley. Some nice little shops, and a few charity shops where we bought up the entire book stock. Not ones to turn down bargains, some of the less obvious best sellers such as 'Circular walks around Vietnam', 'Fred West, I am innocent' and '101 ways to cook and prepare Seaweed' were snapped up by us. Snowy bought a nice black coat, which I'm sure in a few years she will grow into nicely
After we had scoured the charity shops, we decided coffee and cake was called for. Now this you would think would be easy.....after walking in and out of 3 tea shops, we found a real gem of a tea shop...with no one in it (warning bells, warning bells). So we settled on
Grannystaps Victorian Tea Room
Walking in it was like one of them dreams when you pinch yourself and don't wake up. Anyway we decided to enter the victorian abyss....
Greeted by the waitress, I couldn't help thinking it wasn't exactly Greggs the bakers....(she looks more like Matt Lucas in Little Britain)
We read through the wide and varied menu (complete menu consisted of 2 types of cakes, gruel and
kedgeree), spoilt for choice, we debated for all of 2 minutes and ordered 2 carrot cakes and 1 victoria sponge
I had obviously upset the victorian waitress as my victoria sponge did actually have the consistancy on one that had been kept in the cupboard since victorian times. They faired a bit better on the carrot cake apart from the cloves - safe to say they wont feel toothache for the next few years
With the scene perfectly set, amongst old artifacts from bygone days, and toys, ornaments and chinaware that would enhance any victorian parlour, we were totally taken back in time with the whole essence of the room. Enthralled by it all we started discussing swinging, group sex and useless ex partners.
The piece de resistance by far though was the 'complimentary' chocolate fudge!! It was melt in the mouth gorgeous and prompted us all to ask for some as we went to pay the bill. After finding out it was £6 for a 2 inch square piece in a tea caddy I went to the co-op instead and got a Star Bar.
The campfire drinking on the Friday proved to be probably the more 'lively' night. Annie (Tena Lady) protested that me and intents were slightly worse for wear, but judging by this pic (she in the centre) I think perhaps Annie had drank slightly more Vodka than she thought...
Gumball, always willing to join in, does his impression of a serial killer
Intents, with the Vodka goggles firmly in place decides she actually should have been one of the Pussycat dolls. And as I promised I wouldn't post the side profile pic (which is much more flattering), here she is
The nights got disrupted slightly as we were saddos, and needed our daily fix of I'm a Celebrity...Robbing Gumballs gadgets we had surround sound cinema and large flat screen entertainment (a 4 inch tv that made ant and dec sound like they were on helium)
The whole weekend was childless until Ali turned up (with van, dog, 3 month old child and tent to pitch., She's nothing if not ambitious)
So a cute Tom pic to make up for some of the more sleazy vile pics
Sunday morning saw a walk round the Wyre Forest in Blair Witch conditions
If you look really close at this one you can the top of Tena Lady's head peeping through. I think she maybe dropped something behind the bush (her pants) Barley was keeping guard
Over the weekend it seemed fitting to change a few of the nicknames (usually these are the forum names that people have joined the Camping chatroom with)
So now Floggit is known as Cyclops due to the rather image enhancing boil on his face
There was a way round this though, as he turned himself into a furry condom for the rest of the night
After a few observations 'Kite Lady' is now known as 'Tena Lady'
And lastly Intents is now known as 'Camel Toe' for obvious reasons...
After further thought, I think people will be upset if they never see the Leopard Print pj side profile shot...(sorry intents)
Next camping trip is now New Year...slightly scary as the house is blummin freezing as I write this, never mind sleeping under a piece of canvas....
