Time to leave Devon

We have been back in Devon now for just over two weeks making sure Nikki’s mum is ok. It’s been a tough two weeks because both me and Nikki also came down with bugs, properly caught from the hospital. Mine was worse than Nikki’s of course as it left me aching all over so much so that even my beard ached, that’s how bad it was. So the whole two weeks has been spent driving backwards and forwards to the hospital. We have had no time to see friends while being down here. We have not even been out for a beer. That proves how mad it’s been.

Then the good news Mi Mi was coming home, although we were not convinced she was ready for that just yet. Our thought were proven right as on the first night home she slipped off the bed and could not get back up, so at 11pm we got a call from her neighbour saying she can not get her up. A dash through the night to her flat and to pick her up from the floor. We then stayed the night sleeping on the floor to make sure she was ok. We did manage to get up off the floor in the morning. Carers are now coming in four times a day so she is in good hands. She still has a way to go but is heading in the right direction. (Be strong MiMi).

Another thing we have been thinking is we need a bigger car. Doing the job we do we have so much more stuff to carry about with us and we are really not set up for this. Our little tow car has been great, it’s tows great and is nice to have when we get somewhere so we can get about easier for shopping etc. It’s not really a long distance car and my surfboard and mountain bike are impossible to carry on it, making it a real pain. But changing the car brings its own problems. It means when we travel to the next site we will be in separate vehicles. Not really a problem as this will only happen at the start of the season and at the end of season. Some of the boxes can travel in the car, because we are carrying to much weight in the camper. Having the small car limits us so much.

When we travel like this and get somewhere I have to take all this out to get my bike out, go for a bike ride then pack it all in again, it’s like a military operation. And if it’s raining it’s a pain.

At least the weather has been great this last week, really frosty mornings but nice clear blue sky’s in the day. The car may be frosty but inside the camper is toastie.

The sunrise this morning was fantastic. I don’t mind these sort of days and if we got them all the time we would spend more time in the uk in the winter. Well maybe.

So tomorrow we head out on the road again. We have to move on and MiMi is in good hands, although it is still hard to leave. We are heading for Dorset tomorrow and then on to Brighton before we start heading north to start work. We have to head north from Brighton obviously as we will be on the south coast there. My calendar looks a right mess because we had all the sites and dates planned before we had to come back to Devon. One of the reasons i don’t like planning to much, because you never know what’s round the corner. And all the best layed plans can be changed so quickly. Just hope the weather stays good.

Back in Devon

We left Pembrey in glorious sunshine but with a cloud over us wondering how Mi Mi (Nikki’s mum) was going to be. She got her name MiMi because every time she rings up she says it’s Me, so we started calling her MiMi a long time ago and still do. The journey is virtually all motorway but it’s a long one, from Pembrey you go towards Bristol via the severn bridge and then head south on the M5 to Junction 27 Tiverton and then on the A361. It’s the Bristol Chanel that gets in the way. I suppose I could have got my surfboard out and paddled across the Chanel.

After getting to south molton where the campsite is I set everything up and Nikki went off to see her mum. MiMi had taken a fall and now has an infection on her lungs etc. She has good days and bad days. We are seeing her every day but it’s so sad to see her so weak and frail. Get well soon MI Mi.

While on the campsite I have been up the woods for walks and by the small river that runs through the site looking for photo opportunities The flowing river with a long exposure, almost looks like ice.

Yesterday I left Nikki up the hospital on her own while I went out and did a few things I had to do. Chores done I headed for the beach at Woolacombe for my lunch. Not in a pub, or a cafe, or some friends house. I had the best seat in the house as they say. Sat on this bench in the sunshine with my little packed lunch I had made earlier. Cheese and ham sandwich and a pork pie if your interested and water to wash it down with. Not as good as a nice big steak and a pint of Guinness but the location is good. I have sat on this bench many times gazing out to see, checking the surf out, thinking about life. What’s happened, what’s going to happen. The waves keep rolling in regardless of what’s happening, which is how life is I think. You have to just get on with life regardless of what’s going on. There will be hurdles along the way but you have to get over them.

About turn

The weather has been pretty kind to us at Pembrey and the time we have had here is not enough. I could easily spend a month here. I went out on my bike a couple of days ago, leaving Nikki still recovering from her fall at home. I went all along the coast path to Llanelli and beyond. About 16 miles in total. The only reason I never stayed out longer was it was colder than I thought when I set off being next to the sea, and my muscles were getting cold. Maybe I should put some long trousers on.

There’s light At the end of the tunnel.

The next day was rest day and Nikki wanted to go into Llanelli to have a mooch about. For such a big town I was surprised how run down it was. Most shops Nikki goes in I stand out side watching the world go by and looking around, above shopfront height, the paint was peeling, green alge streaks, running down the walls, and the gutters were growing their own roof gardens. The indoor market was nice but a lot of stalls closed up. By lunch time we had seen enough the rain was starting.

Looks like reindeer.

So tomorrow we set off again, this time heading for North Devon which is an about turn, we were supposed to be heading for Henley on Thames. But how things change. Nikki’s mum was taken into hospital last night after a fall. (Get well Mi Mi) so we are going to Devon to see her and make sure she is ok to go home etc. Hopefully she will be home soon and our uk tour will be back on track , it just means we will be going a different way and have to change all the dates of seeing friends and family.

Today has been a sunny day and very mild. Had time to wash the bike off and pack everything up ready for travel tomorrow. And of course one last walk down the beach to smell, listen and watch the sea.

Some fungi in the forest.

Always look on the bright side of life.

After our Christmas Day pint on the beach. Ok I admit it was two drinks, you have to have a balanced diet and one is an odd number. That’s my excuse anyway. Boxing Day was a miserable day weather wise so we just had a chill out day inside.

Staying in is not good for me as I get cabin fever and so it’s not good for Nikki because I get on her nerves and tend to wind her up. We wanted to go out on the bikes so I said whatever the weather tomorrow I am going out on my bike, are you coming. Yes she says. Nikki has not been on her bike for a year, the last time being in Spain and the weather this day was not like being in Spain. But she got wrapped up and off we went along the coast path which would have been really nice if we could see anything through the misty drizzle. We biked to Burry Port, the next small town along from Pembrey. On the way back Nikki took a corner wrong and the front wheel went down a pothole in the grass and yes, she was off, lying on the floor groaning. I stopped and asked her what she was doing down there and to stop doing all these tricks. Joking aside she did hurt herself and think she has cracked a rib or badly bruised it and hurt her knee.

The next day we went to Carmarthen to visit some friends. A couple we met on the campsite in Cirencester. When they knew we were going to be at Pembrey they said we must come to visit. Really nice to catch up with them and the home made soup they made for lunch was loverly.

The next day we went to Gowerton to visit some more friends. They are also wardens and we met them when we were working at Tredegar. They are babysitting a site. Was nice to see them. It’s hard work this four months off you know. Going here going there.

Yesterday I went out on my bike, on my own all around the forest tracks. Only a short ride around but managed to do fourteen miles. (Without falling off). Nikki stayed at home. Then when I got back she said she was going to go for a walk down the beach. I can’t stay away from the beach for long so I went with here and walked another four miles.

Pit stop on the forest tracks

And the one that Nikki didn’t falloff thank god.

Today we went to Kidwelly to visit the castle. The castle is right on the banks of the river Gwendraeth. And this very castle was used in the opening scene of Monty Pythons film the Holy grail. Now you know where the blog title comes from. I love old buildings and castles etc. Kidwelly is only a ten minute drive away. Another small town. We got there early so no one else was in the castle. It amazes me how they built these castles all those years ago. Wales is home to so many castles. Some are just outside walls that are left but this one was looking good seeing how long it has been stood there, and all the things that have happened to it through it’s life.

Can you imagine what life was like peering out a window this size and seeing the enemy coming towards you. Today you look out at the church.

We were there about an hour wondering around, I went up as high as I could climbing a spiral stone staircase which was dark and damp and as low as I could climbing down into the bottom of the castle which would have been where the prisoners were kept. Some great views from the top.

After we got back from the castle and had lunch I was off out again to Burry port. I wanted to get my hair cut and had spotted a barbers while we were there the other day. WARNING do not get your hair cut in Burry port. The lad that cut my hair looked like he had just got off his paper round and found some scissors, or got some for Christmas and decided to play with them. Luckily I came out of there with my ears still attached to my head. I think I would have been better off going up into the Welsh hills and finding a sheep farmer with a pair of shears. Hope he finds another job soon.

So that’s us for another year. The last two months since we finished work have flown by. We still have another two months off before we start work. And more places to go and more peaple to see. So we wish you a happy new year and a prosperous 2020.

The king of the castle.

Yule log

We left Tredegar in glorious sunshine and headed west along the M4 towards Pembrey. You’re on the motorway for about an hour, passing the built up area of port Talbot with its huge industrial area of the steel works belching out smoke and steam. The steel works employs about 4000 peaple so most of the houses in that area must have someone who works there.

When you come of the motorway you head for Llanelli which is the biggest town in Wales. Can someone please tell them they need a relief road to take all the traffic out of the town. We hit the traffic and it was stop start stop start all the way through the town. I always know it’s going to be a challenge when I see signs that say town centre and the sat nav is sending us that way. This was no exception, multiple lanes, small roundabouts, buses and lorry’s, one of which very kindly tucked his mirrors in other wise we would have had a big scratch all along the side of the camper. But we got through.

We arrived at site, checked in and parked up. Nikki made a quick sandwich. I was busting to get down the beach, just to breath in the sea air and hear the waves crashing on the beach. So she left all the sorting out and off we went to the beach. It’s about a mile away, a ten to fifteen minute walk, and we could hear the sea from the site.

When peaple asked us what we were doing for Xmas, we told them we were going to be near the beach and on Xmas day we would be going down the beach and having a drink on the beach. We got to the beach and took a deep breath of salty air. I spotted a washed up log ( Yule log ) and decided that was to be our seat on Xmas day.

After a quick walk up and down part of the beach we returned to the camper to get settled. The next day Xmas eve the weather had changed and it was showers but we still went out for a small drive along the coast to Burry Port. Burry Port is a tiny little town, a bit run down but has a train station and a marina. I expect in the summer it’s bustling but the same as a lot of seaside towns in the winter goes dead.

Christmas morning we got up and Nikki cooked a big breakfast consisting of eggs, bacon, sausage, black pudding (only for me) beans , mushrooms, fried potatoes. Can you feel your arteries closing up. We don’t do this every day I must add. This was going to see us through the day, well most of it. The weather was fantastic, the wind had dropped, the sun was out and the sky was blue. Breakfast done, washing up done, by me I will add and as said before I don’t do that everyday.

Rucksack loaded ( survival rations) and off we go to the beach hoping that my Yule log has not been taken away by the tide.

It was still there so happy days. There were a few other people, about ten I think I counted on the beach but we knew they would be going home soon to their turkey dinner. It was midday at this point. As we poured our drinks and sat on our Yule log grinning like Cheshire cats and sipping our drinks we realised how lucky we are to able to do stuff like this which costs nothing and gives so much pleasure. When so many families, couples, singles, kids etc are doing stuff on this day they don’t really want to but feel they have to. I think we have got it right. We got some funny looks from passing peaple, but then that normally happens with us. I think it’s Nikki. So I would just like to wish you all Happy Holidays. Cheers or as we are in Wales Yaki Da


After our day, well not a whole day but four or five hours in Cardiff we had a chill out day. A man can only walk around so many shops.

Another thing on my to do list while in this part of Wales was to visit Taff’s well, a small town just north of Cardiff. Taff’s well was where my dads parents lived after moving out of the farm they worked up in the hills. I used to go there as a kid to visit them and still have memories of the house and my gran and grandad living there. I remember my gran making welsh cakes and my grandad letting me do toast on the open fire by putting the bread on a long fork and holding it near the fire, it tasted so good. They are long gone now but memories still live on. I think the last time I was there was in 1977, I have a old photo somewhere of me and my car, a 1966 VW beetle parked outside the house. It’s only about a 25 minute drive from where we are staying so off we went. No problem finding it because I had looked on google street view beforehand.

The town of Taff’s well had got a lot busier than I remember with new layouts on the road etc. But the house was still standing and looked exactly the same from the outside as it had all them years ago.

The front door which behind have so many nice memories.

Our next trip out from Tredegar was to go and visit friends in Porthcawl further along the coast. Friends we met through the VW scene. Ant and kath and there two kids who are now 13 and 9. The eldest Elliot was only three or four when he used to come to the VW shows with mum and dad and I always used to buy him Haribo sweets. Aimee was just a bump In mums tum at one of the meets and Ant was worried she was going to give birth and the baby would be English, but he managed to get back across the bridge before Aimee was born a couple of days later. We found there house easy enough and presented Elliot and Aimee with a selection box of Haribos each. Made them smile. Was really good to catch up with them after not seeing them for about ten years. How time flys.

We left them after a couple of hours as it’s a busy time for them. We drove along the coast road and had lunch in a new cafe overlooking the sea at rest bay.

Tomorrow we will have a chill out day as it’s our last day here before moving on Monday to Pembrey further along the coast where we will be over Christmas and new year, and only a five minute walk to the beach.

At the end of a rainbow they say there’s a pot of gold. This rainbow seemed to miss us. Maybe next time.


We left Cheddar in sunshine, travelled up the M5 and across the Severn bridge into Wales and it was still sunny. Booked in at Tredegar house campsite. Again one we have been to before but the last time we were here we were working. Not this time. Pitched up and it’s still sunny. All is looking good here in Wales.

While here we wanted to go into Cardiff , round the shopping arcades, castle, Cardiff bay etc. Now the big decision, how do we get there. Bus, takes an hour and costs £9 each, park and ride, your almost there when you drive to get the bus so we thought we will drive in to the city. Check out the carpark prices on line. (Remember Brighton) Well we got a surprise. St David’s shopping centre has a multi story carpark which is reasonably priced. So that was our choice. We left early yesterday morning, well about 9am, it’s only a half hour drive. All parked up in the city of Cardiff by 9.45am. Get the lift to ground floor and that was fun. The lift door opens we squeeze in, there’s about 15 peaple in there. We end up stood next to a dad holding a young lad who stares at me, so in loud voice I announce to him I am not farther Xmas. ( I do have a grey beard for those that don’t know me). Nikki goes bright red with embarrassment and everyone else in the lift roars with laughter. It’s a good start to the day.

We had no interest in the modern St David’s shopping centre, well when I say we I should have said me, although Nikki wanted to see the old arcades so that’s where we headed. The oldest arcade the royal arcade built in 1858. Some of the shops still have the original shop fronts although the things they sell have changed. Most of the arcades are a mix of Victorian and Edwardian buildings which is really nice. Some loverly places to eat as below.

The weather was due to rain in the afternoon and I wanted to walk down to Cardiff bay and mermaid quay so after a couple of arcades Nikki suggested we walk down there while it was fine. She has some good ideas sometimes. Off we go towards the bay. Poor Nikki did not realise how far it was but she stuck with it and we got there. It was a bit chilly with a cool breeze. From the start of the walk you could see the top of the Millennium centre, it got closer the colder Nikki got. Worth the walk though just to see what a great building it is.

Being winter time a lot the cafes are closed and there is a lack of peaple about which is nice. I wanted to get more photos so walked across to mermaid quay. I love the Peirhead building which was built in 1897 often called little Big Ben. Just the colour and the placing of it are great.

Inside is a museum. By this time Nikki was getting cold and had spotted a Wetherspoons so the decision was made to go for a coffee in the warm. I carried on taking some more photos while she went to get the drinks and find a seat.

Normally the whole of this area would be buzzing with peaple and the pub would have been packed but not today. After our coffee and hot chocolate we started the long walk back into the city. By this time we were getting hungry so we’re looking for somewhere to have some lunch. When I get hungry I get moody so it normally doesn’t take us long to find somewhere to eat. Nikki knows the sign after all these years. We found this really quirky looking cafe so went in. We asked the two girls behind the counter if they do food, yes was the answer menus are on the tables. They managed to say this without even taking there eyes off their phones, amazing really. We sat down, again only one other couple in there. We sat there, we waited and we waited some more. My belly is now rumbling very loudly. What shall we do says Nikki. I am leaving and stand up put my coat on and leave closely followed by Nikki. I don’t think the two girls even realised we had gone. I expect they would have when there phone battery run out.

We very quickly found another small cafe. Run by a Romanian family and what a difference, happy smiley faces greeted us and nothing was to much trouble. Bellys full so off to see the rest of the arcades, there was also a big Xmas market on. Loads of different stalls. I know we don’t do Xmas but when you spot a stall selling the most chocolatey cakes you have ever seen you have to join in for five minutes. Five hours in a city is enough for me and the dark clouds were gathering overhead so we decided it was time to go home. £7 to park which I thought was not bad really. We had a good day, had a nice lunch and walked about six miles in total and as always had a good laugh. Play it again Sam.

Cheddar….not the cheese

We arrived at Cheddar in glorious sunshine. Booked in and pitched up. Again it’s a campsite we have used before so know the area and the pubs, which we said we were staying out of this time. When we checked in the wardens remembered us and were saying about the nice pub down the road. The Bath arms is a loverly pub, a bit expensive but very nice. The last time we were in cheddar we went there with friends. Never say things you don’t mean. So another town another bar was the order of the day. Just sometimes a little voice in my head says, you know you want a pint down the pub, go on, you know you want to. I suggest it to Nikki and before I have got the words out of my mouth she has her coat on and is waiting at the door. So off to the Bath arms we went. Got to admit it was nice being back in there, sat by the window watching the world go by. Everyone rushing about doing their Xmas shopping or going home from work.

While here I planned to walk up cheddar gorge cliff walk. But the next day the weather was so bad with storm Atiyah hitting the UK I cancelled that plan. I don’t like just sitting in the camper staring out the window. After a while I start to lick them. Now and again is fine when you just want a nothing day. But more than that I start to go stir crazy.

What are we going to do today says Nikki. We wanted to go to Glastonbury but neither of us wanted to just go there, roam about in the rain and then come home. What about Clark’s shopping village she says. Oh great roaming around shops, I can’t wait. NOT At least it’s gets us out for the day. A whole day around shops I say, I would rather sit here and lick the windows.

So off we go in the car to Clark’s shopping village. We park up and pay. The shopping village is just a load of shops. A lot of them are discounted and factory shops. The first shop I see is Tog 24 and it reminds me I need a new waterproof coat so in we go. Now me and shopping are not two things you put together. I tried on, not one but three coats, different sizes, different colours and still could not make my mind up and walked out with nothing. We browsed the other shops and had lunch. Nikki got some shoes. On the way back to the car we stopped in Tog 24 again and again we come out with nothing. Back at the car Nikki says you should have got that coat it was nice and looked good on you and you need one. Shall I go back in and get it. Yes. So I go back to the shop, I pick up the one I had decided on, try it on, put it down, pick up the other one try it on put it down, this goes on for another 15 minutes and in the end I buy the most expensive one, not the one I went back for. I waited until we were driving away from the shops to tell Nikki that and there was no way I was going back. It is a nice coat though and yes I did need it.

The next day was windy but dry with the odd shower so we went for walk up into cheddar, I wanted to get some photos. The gorge is fantastic from every angle and the town itself has some great old shops. This time of year is very quiet so not a lot of peaple about.

There was plenty of water around due to all the rain we had over the last couple of days. This cafe looked very inviting with the bike outside. Makes a great photo.

We walked past all the shops into the gorge. I wanted to get some photos so I walked on a bit further while Nikki strolled back down towards the shops. Most of which were closed thankfully. There were some sunny spells and the sunlight lit up the gorge in places and cast shadows on others.

Just up the road from the campsite is a huge big farm that has a market/ boot sale on every Sunday and also includes some antique stores. It’s all indoors so weather not a problem. It’s our last day here today so we decided to go there for a look around. The usual boot sale stuff was of no interest but some of the antique stalls and collectables were really nice to look around.

Tomorrow we leave cheddar and head for Tredegar, in Newport South Wales. Another site we have been to before but last time we were working there. This time we can stare out the windows and watch others working. But no window licking, but I must say the windows do look clean.

South molton

Our time off is flying away so fast. We left Dulverton and headed for Barnstaple to get the camper and car Mot done. We have used the same garage for a while now because we have a good relationship with the owner and the team there. Peaple we can trust with our vehicles. We drove straight past the campsite at south molton we were going to stay on while down this way and there seemed to be plenty of space so that was good, although we did have a booking.

The camper was in for mot and a pair of new headlights (don’t ask how much they were) and some brakes pads. The car for just a mot but needed a new cv joint. While all that was being done we went to the dentist for our annual check up. You could say our teeth needed an MOT. After paying the dentist bill and the garage bill we headed for the campsite stopping only to refuel the camper on the way. All checked in at the campsite and pitched up and a empty wallet. A expensive day, but these things have to be done.

The next day we went to see Nikki’s mum for a cup of tea and there’s always a biscuit or two to go with it. And a odd job here and there to do, but it’s always a pleasure to do. On the Wednesday I had to wait in because a guy was coming to fit a new tracker on the camper. More expense, no wonder were not away in Europe this winter. A tracker is a electronic device which is hidden on the vehicle and sends out a pulse. If it was ever stolen, apart from me standing there in tears and Nikki wondering where all her wine has gone, the tracker company can tell the police where it is. After the fitter left I washed the camper because it was so dirty, especially the roof from being parked up under some trees.

No peace for the wicked, the next day we went back into Barnstaple to take Nikki’s mum out to lunch. A nice small pub we know of and a very nice lunch, although not as cheap as being in Spain for lunch.

South molton is a loverly small town and really old fashioned. The shops close on a Thursday afternoon and are all closed on a Sunday just like all towns used to. I really like that. But in this modern world we live in now everyone wants to be in the shops all the time. You only have to look at the big supermarkets Boxing Day etc, peaple buying enough shopping to feed an army, or thinking the worlds going to end so stocking up on food. For gods sake the shops are only closed for two days and some of then don t even close.

The campsite is one we have stayed on before, nice big pitches which are fully serviced, there’s three fishing lakes if your into fishing, a small river runs through the site and there’s a nice woodland to walk around. I always have to go up the woods for a walk and talk to the trees and see the wildlife. The picture below of a recently felled tree, it’s life over but still smelling so sweat.

The next two photos of the river which runs through the site are almost taken from the exact same spot but are nearly ten years apart and the weather was a bit different then. That was a cold winter.


2010 winter

Yesterday our friends Mark and karly and there daughter Caitlin came over for a catch up. I used to work with Mark on the holiday park and we always used to have a good laugh. What better place to catch up than a pub. Funnily enough the campsite just happens to have one on site. It’s called a country club and it’s very nice. The beer and food was excellent and a good time was had by all.

Tomorrow we up jacks and hitch up the car and head out on the highway. Next destination Cheddar in Somerset.


On our last day at Wareham we went to visit friends Baz and Claire. They only live about half hour away so was nice as we were so close to go around to see them for a cuppa tea and a biscuit, and cake in this instance. Well done Claire. One of the travellers had left just before us, all the others were due to leave that morning. When we got back in the afternoon they had all gone. I checked over the camper, wheels, engine, lights etc. Yep all still there.

Don’t get me wrong on the traveller front. Proper gypsies and travellers I have all the time in the world for, after all I am a traveller myself in a sense. I have had conversations with old gypsies about there lives and family’s. It’s just some of the modern travellers just give them all a bad name.

We left Wareham the next day and headed for Dulverton. We have stayed on the campsite a few times over the years. It’s a small campsite right in Dulverton village. Yes a village, so this means small town, yes a village, so that means small roads, narrow roads, yes. But we are 43ft long. Yes. But buses and lorries go there. Ok so when you come off the motorway and A roads, the last ten miles or so are a bit tricky in places, including a hump back bridge on a bend and a couple of other tight blind bends. We arrived safe and sound and in glorious sunshine although that last ten miles down the lanes was very wet with a few flooded bits because of all the rain we have had lately. The camper and the car were filthy.

While at Dulverton I wanted to get out on my bike and to get some photos of Tarr steps. Tarr steps on exmoor is a famous clapper bridge, spanning the river Barle. Clapper bridge comes from the Latin name Claperius which means pile of stones. No one knows how old the bridge is but folk say about 3000 years old. It’s the largest example of this kind. It has 17 spans and is 180ft long, and some of the stones are two tons each in weight.

The river was quiet high because we have had a lot of rain over the last week and in the past few years the bridge has had some serious damage in bad storms. You can actually drive through the river next to the bridge with normal river levels But you have to be brave, and have a four by four at this time of year. I have actually biked over it and next to it when I used to go up on exmoor mountain biking. This bike ride to get to it from the campsite was only six miles each way but I forgot how big some of the hills were.

We had friends Rod and Karen coming to visit for the weekend so before they got there we had to go and test the pubs beer and food out, just to make sure it was still as good as it’s always been. To be honest we went and tested it twice before they got there because, well just because we could and we really like the pub. The bridge inn at Dulverton does good beer and food, if ever your passing check it out. Shortly after Rod and Karen arrived we went down there for a couple of drinks and then round to the fish and chip shop for our tea. And the next day we had a table booked for a meal. They were both pleased we had spent the time and money to go and check it out for them. A good time was had by all. I also managed to get some night time photos.

Another nice surprise when we got to the campsite was that there was an event going on in the Sunday 1st December called Dulverton by starlight. This included a load of stalls selling home made things including food and crafts, the Morris dancers were out in force, jangling there bells and bashing there sticks at each other. Local brass band were playing. All the shops in the village were open and all decorated up for Xmas. At six pm there was a big firework display, which I must say was fantastic. And a local band in the main village square who played a good mix of songs.

The village atmosphere was fantastic and really busy.

We left Dulverton the next morning, after de icing the car. Heading for Barnstaple to get the camper and the car MOT done. The roads were still very wet and iced, so care was needed. We are now on a site in south molton. Another site we know well. We have a few things to do in the area and take Nikki’s mum out for lunch etc.