As I've mentioned before, the Family Bond has a regular jaunt to Wales each May - the first Bank Holiday of May. Returning to a caravan park of our youth, we load up our respective cars with the basic necessities required to survive a cramped, often rainy weekend alongside a mish-mash of family members. This boils down to beer and wine. Beer, wine and blankets. That's what's needed to get through. As I type (whole days before the event) the weather at home is bright and breezy. I have no doubt that the second we arrive for our Welsh weekend, the sky will have greyed and the rain will fall. It will fall for as long as we're there. But that's fine. It's what we expect.
Skimming stones, a couple of years ago. Who needs swanky luxury with that horizon. |
What the new management said to the old management. Probably. |
Now here's the thing. Bonds don't like change.** It has to be in the same area, with the sea nearby, on a caravan park, with a club offering children's entertainment, and two disabled-friendly caravans in close proximity to each other. There can be no variation to any of this criteria. It has to be the same every year. Happily, despite only sorting it mere weeks ago, my brother - who takes responsibility for this gig - found somewhere that met our needs. And now THIS is where my excitement comes from.
Tethered to a washing line LIKE A DOG. I'll be retrospectively ringing Esther Rantzen. |
Grabbing a crisp with my bowlhead while a couple does a slowie behind me. |
It's cold, or my Dad's not beach body ready. |
Zipped up cagoules for a mother and daughter day at the beach. |
Have a lovely week, folks.
*Obviously disaster didn't strike. Some people have real shit to deal with. It was just a hiccup. But still.
** #notallbonds
***More randomly, my mind goes back there whenever I hear the Pet Shop Boys' song, It's a Sin. The lyrics were published in my holiday copy of Smash Hits and I learnt them in the car, en route to the caravan. Sometime around 1987.
****I believe that's what the kids call Instagram. You're welcome.
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