Saturday dawned
bright and clear. I prepared a healthy breakfast of Weetabix, sliced pear,
blueberries, apple and strawberries. Hot crumpets, jam and coffee.
After our leisurely
breakfast, using Mikey’s AquaRoll we refilled our fresh water tanks with about
fifty litres of water and Jackie threw the switch to try out the mains electric
side of the water heater. It was her intention to christen the shower after we returned from our cliff top walk.to the YHA Café at Treyarnon.
Our reward on arrival
at Treyarnon, a mere two miles from Berryfields was to be coffee and cake. Callum, Lizzie and
Elliot had ice cream, Mikey a pint of Westons cider, Tracey a mocha, James a
Sprite and Rich brought all sorts of delights out of his day sack for the
children. I had slipped a fiver into Callum’s hand on arrival with instructions
he buys the other two children and himself a lick lick. As Elliot and Lizzie
prefer ice creams from the van down on the beach rather than here in the shop
Callum pockets the ´£3-20 change and cannot agree to return it to me. It is not
until his Dad intervenes that I get my change back!! Our refreshment stop over
we make the return journey to Berryfields and the promise of a tea party for
Iddy’s 6th birthday.
Whilst we have been
out walking the clifftops, Emma and Nick have been decorating Mikey’s Event
shelter with birthday balloons, ribbons and party banners for their son Iddy.
Jackie has her shower
in the "Ice Cream Lorry" The first time we’ve ever used it. Knowing she
will be in there for hours, the three minute shower rule does not apply to
Jackie, Mike saunters through the hedge to join the adults for a swift one.
Mikey, God bless him
fires up the BBQ, Andrew young Noah’s dad brings over his stainless steel wash
tub brazier and fires it up loading on lamb shanks and salmon steaks. Mickey and
Andrew are cooking a double shift tonight for we are expecting some thirty odd
persons, adults and children.
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| Who is the cool dude in the shades? |
Once the children are
fed and a few party games played we move onto toasting marshmallows. Then the
adults get stuck into their BBQ grub all washed down with cider, drunk from
casks and dubious containers, the contents of which are labelled with such exotic
names as Black Rat and Wylde Wood. As the evening drew on it turned cold, a
chill wind was blowing in from the sea. The other side of the hedge.
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| A bit uncertain about the body language here! |
We donned
hoodies, jackets and hats, stoked the fires higher and drew closer.
In the
gloom someone cracked open another cask of Black Rat and passed it around. Remember that scene from "The Big Sky" with a very young Kirk Douglas? Well it was getting just like that and no-one was gonna cut off my trigger finger!
It was not long, after a few more glasses, before Mike felt like passing out.
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| That's better. Either the fire or The Black Rat is warming us now! |
