August 25, 2003
A Holiday
Camping at East Wittering. The Nunnington Farm Site was full, so we went on to the overflow site, scotts-farm-camping.co.uk. Us, the Wheeler-Jones family, Autumn and Rosie and a lot of builders from the greater London area [or people who had borrowed builder vans, which seems unlikely].
It was supposed to be a short stroll through a residential area to the beach. We had however Jude with us, who finds bits of tarmac more interesting than keeping up any sort of pace. Appealing to his competitive streak and innitiating races to the next breezeblock wall, we did get there in the end.
Plenty of pebbles and sand, sand castles, ach was whole cities, kites, boats, sun, wind, tons of very big people and a horse on holidays.
I got acquainted with the weaver fish i.e. stood on one. Dylan made sludge. Leni sucked pebbles. The sea was pleasant when present. Rosie was best in the waves. John and Jonathan had an esky with stubbies for beer o'clock and were happy.
The evenings started with feeding and early bedtimes for the kids, followed by more home cooking, smoke [barbie and cancer sticks], plenty of satellites and Mars, which was the closest it's been for the last 60.000 years. Autumn is very clever with the night sky, mainly because she's californian and they've got more of it. Everything is bigger and better over there and Autumn was compelled to close most nights singing the star spangled anthem of theirs.
Sabine and Beau with her friend Tanja and Lilly-Flor joined us for a two night stay, but didn't get much rest with one unwell Beau and one wind-up chatterbox Lilly-Flor.
The children had fun. We got a tan and lots of laughs. Life was good.
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