Training is done and dusted. I’ve come away knackered. It’s a long time since I sat in a classroom, I don’t know how kids do it, although, maybe I do, their learning days are shorter than ours were.
We’re now armed and ready for the season. I’ve driven a tractor and a ride on lawn mower, lots more practice needed but at least I’ve got an idea of how things work.
We’ve arrived on site, sited the caravan, taken a day and a half to put the enormous awning up and making it comfy cosy inside. Pretty lights are up and the carpet is down. The tablecloth is on, my mum will never believe I’ve got a tablecloth. The heating is on, minus 5°C outside, we’ve just settled down with a glass of wine to enjoy our final evening, our first shift tomorrow. The Siberian Blast is fast approaching as the season starts.
Who knows, if you’re visiting the Caravan and Motorhome Club Centenary Site in the New Forest, you may see us.