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Published: December 7th 2018
I got up latish and snoozed with van door open, listening the birds. I decided I was staying another night I decided as I no particular place to go. I eventually ventured into the kitchen, the Americans were still there! To be fair they were less obnoxious now that they were not drinking wine.
I showered, dressed and walked over to reception to pay for another night. Most campsites I have been too have a book exchange, so I asked whether they had one, as I am almost finished that damned book. No book exchange in the campsite but there is one I Cambridge town centre in an old red telephone box. There it is I have a plan for later, to walk into town.
I got back to my van, and did a quick painting, Andrea this is all your fault. I can see slight improvement in my technique, but not much, so much for that idea of putting them on display when I get home.
I read my book , finally the book seems to have a plot, if you can call it that, so far it has been a series of murders,
the circumstances of which are very far fetched.
I have a snooze and wake feeling peckish, mind you it was 2 o'clock. I have tomato soup for lunch, and the kitchen to myself. Bliss. I finish the book, it was a page turner but only because I kept hoping that it would start to make sense.
Right, let’s head into town then. The skies looked a bit grey, but it had been like that the whole time at this campsite, sun, cloud, rain, sun, evaporating rain and sun again; all in the space of 10 minutes. Whilst I got my stuff together, it poured down, but by the time I had got to the road, the rain was evaporating from the road.
All was well, until 15 minutes in, it started to rain, but did not stop, it got heavier and heavier, then it started to hail and thunder. I was dripping wet, so I sheltered under some trees, throwing my walking pole to one side, as I was not sure if it was such a good idea to be holding a metal pole in a thunderstorm. Eventually it eased off. I was about a third of
the way, I decided that as I was already wet then I may as well carry on.
I got to a coffee shop and left my coat, hat and pole outside under the canopy so I did not drip all over the place. Never has a coffee tasted so good. My t shirt was still dry, but my trousers from the thigh down were dripping wet, feet were dry. By the time I finished my coffee it had stopped raining.
I found the book exchange and obtained my latest read, The Take by Martina Cole. I pull out my very wet map and realize the lake I fancied walking around was not that far away. So I headed towards the lake. I got to the entrance and the map showed a path all the way around the lake but warned the path leading to the make itself was steep, there were not kidding. As I emerged from the trees to started to dry out in the sun.
Time to head back to camp. I was almost dry as I continue my walk back through town and started to spot with rain, but nothing came of it. I carried on for a bit and felt a hypo coming on, I shoved some glucose tablets down me and felt a little better, I realized that I had actually been walking for over 2 hours. I had forgotten to stock up on water and snacks before I left the campsite. Bugger! The next shop I got to I bought a fizzy drink and some sweets and a good 10 minutes sit down.
There was a chip shop near the campsite, so decided on a chippy tea. By the time I got sat down with my fish and chips at the van it was gone 6 o'clock. Boy, they were good.
I sit and write by blog, the one good thing about camping in town is there is a streetlight behind my van. Whilst writing my blog, I noticed the sunset and do a quick painting, this is your fault Andrea, I have become a little obsessed. I put myself to bed about 9.30.
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