Camping

We go every year, to a quiet spot just outside the cattlegrids of the New Forest. Each time there is something a little different, something more exciting to remember. This is what I'd like to remember from this camping trip:

1. The wibberly foal at our picnic site.

2. The evening drive down the Ornamental Drive number 1.

3. The little foal that decided our car tasted delicious and licked

it for a whole 10 minutes.

 4. The evening drive through the New Forest number 2.

5. That very funky pony.

6. 'Bruce' the camping cat, who adopted our tent.

 (and drank our milk)

7. The old lady who walked all along the beach, her feet in the

shallows, turning over the shells with her toes, looking so happy

at soaking up all the sea side has to offer.

8. That new hat.



Just Peachy

It's a shame you don't remember your first taste of a peach.