Well, Hello Dolly …
26/05/2012 § 3 Comments
Dolly has been waiting for quite some time to make her grand entrance. There’s no getting away from the fact that she was an ‘impulse’ buy! We stopped to think about it for 24 hours but the damage had already been done, we’d been mesmerised by the dream, the freedom, our lost youth, life on the open road …
Yes, some while ago we bought a campervan, although I think Dolly would rather be called a motorhome!
Here she is …
We decided to take things easy for our first trip – just one night away, with the collies. On the most perfect evening on Friday, we drew into a lovely campsite called Wood Farm. I think they put all the middle-aged dog-owners in campers & caravans in the same place – suffice to say, Dolly and her incumbents were not alone, nor out of place! We tried to look as though we knew what we were doing!
I was amazed by the ‘kit’ on display in neighbouring berths – plastic wine glasses with serviettes & tablecloths, sophisticated clothes driers, revolving satellites and designer dogs! We rather showed ourselves up when it came to unveiling (should that be unfurling?) the awning – ours drooped rather sadly and then almost took off in the breeze. Other peoples’ canopies seemed unbothered and stood like thoroughbreds, proud and taut!
We unpacked our patio chairs (from ikea) and I set up a makeshift table, with a spare shelf on top of a couple of tiny camping seats – I hadn’t brought a tablecloth, but there were napkins! We dined on homemade sausages from a butcher in Bridport, with salad and rolls. For pudding – you know you HAVE to have pudding when you’re camping – I’d bought some slabs of Dorset Apple Cake and a tin of Devon custard! Camping is very hungry work!
Our collies were tethered to the bike rack – designer mutts were staked to twisty things and could be moved quite easily! BUT – we were the only ones with a genuine Welsh blanket for our collies – oh YES! OK, so it’s old and has a few holes, but it is the real thing – lucky, lucky collies!
The night passed into day, dogs were walked at dawn (to avoid meeting any other people or dogs), we breakfasted at 6 am on ham rolls and hot tea. Then – utter bliss, we went back to bed for a lovely nap in the cool morning air.
Lyme Regis beckoned once we’d hit the road this morning and we arrived at exactly the moment the Jazz Festival Parade hit the streets. We could hear them, but the sight evaded us as we sat in Dolly in a long queue! Large vehicles & Lyme don’t really go together so we stopped at a hilltop car park where Himself decided that he’d wait with the girls, whilst I embarked on the long walk into town. Then …
I spied a life-saver! This wonderful Italian taxi gave us the best lift into town (collies and all) and then picked us up (shopping in the boot)! Did I say shopping – you’ll have to wait to see what treat came home with us. I just bought the ONE THING in Lyme, to forever remind me of our first trip away in Dolly (next time, I promise).
We sampled the delights of the best coffee shop – Town Mill Bakery and I managed to fit in a lightning browse in a few lovely shops.
Now then, did I say I’d given in?
After our dawn walk, I relented – as a very special treat for being good, Belle joined me to snuggle up with Ripple & Rose!
Talk about the lap of luxury! I think Belle likes going away in Dolly (and so do I)!