Bonterra Park 24/25th May 2009

Last couple of days it has been cloudy but still mid 20’s, so warm enough.
Spent the day going for a cycle ride into Castello, round trip about 24 miles, Tricia’s getting pretty OK at the cycling bit now.

Also decided to wash the car, which was a new experience for Tricia. It was so warm that it was drying in streaks as soon as we washed it.

Last rain it actually rained. Trouble was it rained brown rain and the car is dirtier now than it’s even been in its life. Tricia had also spent ages was the Mothership, well up to the point she could reach, So it looked as if it had a tide mark round it. (note to self, buy a ladder). She did the BBQ, the tables and chairs, same story, there’re all the same brown colour now. As there is going to be a storm tonight I don’t think I try and rectify the situation, although everybody else is lining up at the car wash station.

Tricia managed 12 hours sleep last night; I honestly think she just waits until I do her some breakfast. This morning it was egg and toast.

Going to be a desperate day waiting for the football results. It’s gone to the predicted last gasp for Sunderland. Between, us, Newcastle, Middlesbrough and Hull. Trouble is, I don’t want any of them to go down, I like them all but I hope its M&H and not us.

Main job today is to try and get the Satellite dish up and running, from all accounts my “tiny” dish does not stand a chance, I’m surrounded by things 1.5m and upwards. Also the trees and metal posts don’t help any.

We went round to the “washing up” area, basically provides a number of sinks with hot (very) & cold water for washing dishes, cloths etc. plus electric points to plug in our portable twin tub. As Tricia began to wash up I decided to pop next door to have a pee.
Now the ladies & gents toilets and showers run parallel to each other and as I was “walking the dog” one of the loudest, frightening, explosive farts erupted from one of the woman’s cubicles. If I had done it I would have checked if my arse had fallen off!
So I come out to help with the drying and of course all I get is “JOHN! Do you have to do that! I explained, she did not believe me, what did I expect? A old’ish small round French woman appeared, I pointed, Tricia fell about laughing.

I this missive for a while and now its Sunday 7pm and Sunderland are staying up.
YIPPPPEEEEE!
Unfortunately Newcastle and Middleboro are going down. Swany gave me the news, now that he has figured out how to call me on my new Spanish mobile.
“Er, bad news John, they all lost”, “That means Sunderland stay up Al, what’s bad about that?” Unfortunately Alan is worships Alan Shearer and United, shame.

So wash car again, empty waste tanks and finally put the bloody satellite TV up.