16 April 2020 The Lake District
We are so lucky the weather is great and due to us not travelling at the moment we have plenty of time to watch the flower growing and wasting. lambs been born 2 today. The barley planted last week is 1″ high already.
Below is a shopping mask I created from a 6 litre water bottle so as to get NO trouble while shopping.
Last year I created a little ditty showing how dirty people can be now it seams appropriate to share ENJOY
The Browns and The golden Handshake.
We arrived at the campsite and we were just about settled when our neighbor also British walked round and introduced himself extending his hand he said “Hi I’m Alan, Alan Brown” He had a grip of steel as he shook my hand and my arm virtually fell out of its socket. “We have coffee on the boil and expect you round in 10 Ok” I explained this to M who was delighted to have friendly neighbours. We walked round and were given a seat each by Alan as Agnes was just whizzing past us chasing a small Chihuahua towards our pitch shouting “Spartacus come here” Spartacus was having hearing problems as he was squat attempting to have a poo. Agnes returned to her caravan for a plastic bag and a wet wipe. We watched in horror as Agnes who was apologising and picking up the mess and wiping little Spartacus’s bum with the wet wipe.
Returning to the pitch she extended her hand to me and held it for a long period while kissing both cheeks and saying how lovely it was to have nice neighbours she then headed for M I could see the look in her eyes as she thought of (the kiss, the dog, the wipes and the handshake!). “Toilet” M exclaimed excusing herself “. Excuse me emergency” she added, wow she thought, ugh nearly got the golden handshake. “something she’s eaten been like it since yesterday” I said.
“Spartacus what a big name for a small dog” i said to Agnes passing the time of day until M returned. “yes he is a very strong brave dear for such a small dog not scared of anything the only problem is his tongue muscles are damaged and every bark is followed by a yelp as he bites his tongue that’s we call the little love Spartacus” M returned and sat quickly down to avoid any affection from Agnes.
On M’s return Agnes chirped up “Carrot cake anyone” M’s face again showed visible horror as she said it’s only an hour since our breakfast we’re Ok I think. “We must be off we are catching the train into Barcelona and need to change” Agnes replied “So are we see you soon just got to put Spartacus in his sick bag for travel we call it that because the little dear doesn’t travel well”
Well we are at the station and the Browns are approaching and there is a family next to us with 2 young children eating ice creams, no sorry melting ice creams all over themselves clothes and hands. The train is here and so are the Browns with little Spartacus in his “Sick Bag” The two young children are on the train first covering any object they touch or pass with ice cream, how lovely. We board and the Browns sit opposite us and proceed to chatter. Agnes pauses briefly and has a sneeze that nearly blows all the seats out of the carriage and fills the air with a moderate rainstorm; I managed to duck, but M is not as fast as me. “Sorry” Agnes says “Hay fever it’s horrible and I never seem to catch it”. Alan sat picking his nose on the sly while looking out of the window and ignores Agnes but I’m watching him he proceeds to wipe his finger on his trousers and on doing so realises that he has left his fly zip down and manage to pull it up while still enjoying the view. I then using my eyes only try to draw Agnes’s attention to the corner of the bag carrying Spartacus as a fluid seems to be dripping out slowly she catches on and grabbing a wet whip to place on the corner as she tilts the bag back the opposite way stopping the leak at that point but transferring the leek to the other side where it continues but onto Alan’s trousers now. They both then manage to stem the flow and help poor Spartacus from drowning.
On arrival at Barcelona station we leave the train making sure we touched nothing. The Browns extending their hands wished us a good time in the city and to avoid this M stated that the traffic lights had just changed and made off rapidly with me in tow waving a fond goodbye and shouting bye.
Ahh! The Browns and The Golden Handshake