Back in the Witterings...

So last week we were lucky enough to have a week staying in "Caravan Bella", the last time we were there (Flyingpops reminded me) she was still breastfeeding baby Thomas(!), this time he was all *over* the place, exploring (almost) as excitedly as the Apartamento in Spain... ;)

The first day of the break we spent largely on the beach, Thomas finding plenty of mischief to get into, splashing -

- digging with his "Bob the Builder" Backhoe loader -

- sliding down the dunes -

- and snacking on sand (and a little food) in his little UV tent -

- and when we got tired of the beach we came back to the caravan and had a little walk in the fields out the back (although the terrain was a bit challenging for Thomas with all the churned earth) he still had a great time trying to work out where the "Wabbits!" were hiding... ;)

Static 19 at Hedley Wood

So after our very pleasant stop in Okehampton (I think we'll be going back in the summer time to explore the touristy things properly) we headed off for Hedley Wood, only about an hour away...

...where we took posession of our new home for the next (almost a) week, the rather frosty static number 19 -

- immediately closing all the doors and windows (goodness only knows why they were wide open!) and lighting both the gas fire and the oven (which we left both open and on until the whole place was warm enough to allow us to stop seeing our breath and remove our coats)...I did a quick ninja mission to swap the TV in our static over with the (unoccupied) one next door, as the one we had was missing a SCART slot (and I had all these new games burning a hole in my Xbox), then we settled in (dumped most of our stuff in the second bedroom, filled up the fridge) and then nipped down to the clubhouse for some supper (deep fried scampi and chips) -

- which was looking every bit as festive as ever, quite the most wonderfully garish display! That night we shunned the bedroom (as the heater in there was woefully inadequate at combating the distinct lack of heat outside in the darkness) instead snuggling up with a sleeping bag, hot water bottle and 4 blankets on the sofa-bed in front of the gas fire in the living room...(Flyingpops even kept her wooly hat on)... ;)

The next morning we discovered that the hot water didn't work (never got above tepid), so abandoned any thought of showers (and put in an emergency call with the owners via Flyingpops' dad), boiled the kettle made hot tea and coffee and contemplated how we were going to spend the day...it was so icy outside that it actually looked like it had snowed, so we decided to make a start with the most logical place to go in such circumstances...yes - the beach -(obviously)! :)