recently fortified by kezia‘s droppings, an army of ants has invaded our caravan. They enter under our bed and walk under (sometimes over) the bed to reach the living room.
we were given a small trap:

i couldn’ sleep for the sound of the little springs snapping shut on the little ant bodies … worth it though

cycling in a forest wasn,t exactly a walk in the park. though just as nice (depending on the park i guess)

mostly we eat alfresco which i thought meant everything covered in special source. but it doesn,t . instead it means kezia can throw food on the floor and not worry about tidying up. we are keeping a colony of ants alive. which is nice.

mad safari park where people kept their windows open and let their fat kids dangle in to animal mouths

the best comedy british abroad campers were a bright red sunburnt couple walking through the campsite at 10am. he had a bottle of red wine and a baggette. she had a copy of the daily mail.

campsite kids disco – parents made to do the lambada etc. total quality or your money back. we were quids in.

kezia does her beach dj thang

whilst esther gets seaweed from her hair

at least they know cod fishing is bad

my middle name is les(lie)

a nice restaurant serving fish soap

arrived and canpsite full of english people
three types:
1) old people
2) parents with pre-schools children
3) parents with older children who are either skiving or have been expelled (latter more likely).
whoole thing reminiscent of butlins