Last night we realised that the windbreaks, mentioned in the last post, which many use to mark out their territory on a camp site, are not necessarily effective against a curious Lakeland who is prepared to sneak under a motorhome and poke his nose into someone else’s personal space. Robert is the self-styled chef for this trip. Matilda was a little concerned that the preparation of the breakfast muffins for the morning seemed to take precedence over her evening meal. Robert is not going to make a short order chef any time soon: he does produce quite a professional English muffin, except when demands are being made for an imminent meal. The phrase ‘critical path flow’ springs to mind. But the view of Southwold beyond the muffins is very picturesque. The first morning waking up in the motorhome with Ralf was punctuated by whimpers and urgent indications that he wanted to go for a walk. Robert would have preferred a chilled start to the day including a coffee but Matilda persuaded him to head out. A passing dog walker commented, “I think it’s going to rain.” We smiled politely, but turning back to look in the direction he was heading we […]
Monthly Archives: July 2018
Ralf, our eleven year old Lakeland Terrier, has today been inaugurated into the Travelling Herd. Robert wants him to join the first European trip but Matilda was unsure how well he would cope with this new adventure and planning a two month trip as his introduction to the motorhome life seemed overly ambitious to her. Particularly as Ralf is not always a happy traveller as he associates car journeys with going to the vet. So the first trial run is to Southwold, a beautiful and unique place which has been passed down through the generations: Matilda was taken here on holiday as a child and has subsequently introduced Robert, some long-standing and cherished friends as well as her children. From our pitch, we can see the lighthouse across the marshes and you can walk dogs from here to a certain point along the beach. Ralf, who unlike many Lakeland terriers is a little water-shy, loved the beach and frolicked along the sand like a much younger dog. We could not interest him in going in the sea, however. Our walk led us to the Lord Nelson pub, which was previously our regular stop on the way home from the beach when […]