My daughter Rachael and her partner Dan had been living for the last 10 months with Dan's mum, and after my Granddaughter Brooke was born living space has been virtually nonexistant.
So this weekend, after much saving, they have managed to find a property to rent and Laura and I were called up to assist in the move.
The day of the move was due to be Saturday morning. Normally, when visiting we would book into the local Travellodge at Ramsgate, however, yours truly hit upon the great idea that we could Camp for the couple of nights and save ourselves quite a large wedge on accomodation.
We dug out the tent, which hadnt been used for at least 4 years and collected together our camping bits and bobs.
We finished work Friday morning and drove direct to Ramsgate arriving about 9am and we booked into a nice little site just by The old RAF Manston airfield. Now known as Kent International although most flights appear to be traing flights for pilots.
It took about 15 mins to pitch the tent then another half an our to blow up the airbed with us taking it in turns on the foot pump to avoid RST.
In order to keep tiredness at bay we visited the Raf and Spitfire museum at Manston which im sure Laura was thrilled about although she managed to keep her enthusiasm under wraps.
She seemed very unimpressed by this Fokker Dr1 Triplane
And I dont remember the figure sitting in the cockpit of this Sopwith 1 1/2 strutter. Have we just captured a ghosty image?
and finally the Manston Spitfire
We finally got to bed about 8pm think the noise of our fellow campers BBQ next door might keep us awake but no, we heard nothing till we woke up twelve hours later.
We hot footed it over to Dans mum's house for a brew and await the man with the van.
Brooke was unimpressed with the bustle, and managed to sleep through most of the move
The move went smoothly, we then returned to camp and packed up the gear as for the first time, we would be spending the night at Rachael's.
A smashing weekend.
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