On our way back home from our trip north to visit family we stayed at Chapel Lane Caravan and Motorhome Club Site near Birmingham. There is a reason for this particular stop over. The Jellybeans bought me a fab Christmas pressie. Two tickets to see Showaddywaddy! My favourite childhood group, the group that started my... Continue Reading →
A Trip Down Memory Lane, back to Bolton
Having spent the first forty years of my life in Bolton, it will always hold a special place in my heart. All my memories are there. I was born and brought up there, both Jellybeans were born in Bolton and spent most of their childhoods there. Bolton has changed a lot in the twelve years... Continue Reading →
Bury Market
On a good day, weather wise, you can walk into Bury Market from Burrs Country Park Caravan and Motorhome Club Site, with the biblical rain we've had since we landed in Bury we decide to drive into town. Parking is plentiful and cheap, a small mortgage is required back home for parking, here, a couple... Continue Reading →
Northern Delicacies
A trip back to Burrs Country Park in the caravan, to visit family just before Christmas, opened my eyes to some of the northern delicacies our taste buds have been missing since we moved South twelve years ago. Not necessarily healthy foods but definitely tasty foods. One thing to note about the majority of the... Continue Reading →
Itchy Feet, a Trip to Broadway
We've been home for two whole weeks, it's been a strange two weeks. Countless trips to the charity shop and what felt like 'waiting for something.' A feeling that I think will take longer than two weeks to shrug off. I haven't got time to adjust to normal living, I've got itchy feet. Having been... Continue Reading →
Nowhere To Run … Nowhere To Hide
"Getting beaten up, getting beaten up, it's part of growing up" sang The Piranhas when I was growing up, and very accurate it was too. So why am I contemplating 'getting beaten up' ... again ... at the age of 51, surely I'm grown up already! For two consecutive nights we left our caravan at... Continue Reading →
Back to Bricks and Mortar
The season had ended, we'd abandoned the Pursuit in the storage yard, our caravan time had come to an end. The uniform had been washed and boxed away ready for next season. PPE carefully cleaned and stashed away. All the bits and pieces that had made our caravan home whilst we'd been working on site... Continue Reading →