"Big Red' is now sold, she is going to a new home in Ballarat, Victoria.....a family have brought her, I'm so excited for them...they have small children and want to give their kids the "camping experience".
I glad she is going to a good home, the one thing she gave Ms Ambler and I was fantastic stories......that's what Ambling Home is all about.....the story!
So I thought I would recap the perils of our Australia Day long weekend camping trip....many of you told me that you laughed and couldn't wait for the next excerpt, well here it is! Watch out some day I might just finish the story...I only got up to the second day, still a lot more yarning I could do....
Until next time...
Amanda xx
I glad she is going to a good home, the one thing she gave Ms Ambler and I was fantastic stories......that's what Ambling Home is all about.....the story!
So I thought I would recap the perils of our Australia Day long weekend camping trip....many of you told me that you laughed and couldn't wait for the next excerpt, well here it is! Watch out some day I might just finish the story...I only got up to the second day, still a lot more yarning I could do....
Until next time...
Amanda xx
First story of our camping trip.....arrive at the beach with sun shining loving the waterfront site we had secured for the weekend. The task begins to put up the camper trailer tent, not 5 minutes into it and the rain starts.....not just piddly little rain...a torrential downpour...not kidding the rain was horizontal!!! Ms Ambler is holding down the annex while i'm trying to push up the poles inside the tent!! Picture this...two women as quoted by Ms Ambler, "drenched down to our underpants" standing there holding poles waiting for the rain to stop....it didn't help as a crowd had gathered to see if these two women could do it....a cup of tea would have been nice!
Did I mention the four legged Ambler in the car barking his head off because he had no idea what was going on!!
Well 3 hours later after the rain subsided, and we had both curled ourselves into a foetal position sobbing and rocking uncontrollably in the corner of the tent...we decided that we needed to give the crowd an encore...this story will follow a little later!!! Let me say at this stage fire blankets are handy things.....
Did I mention the four legged Ambler in the car barking his head off because he had no idea what was going on!!
Well 3 hours later after the rain subsided, and we had both curled ourselves into a foetal position sobbing and rocking uncontrollably in the corner of the tent...we decided that we needed to give the crowd an encore...this story will follow a little later!!! Let me say at this stage fire blankets are handy things.....
So part 2 of the story....tent is now finally standing, put a cuppa on the boil.....both Ms Ambler and our four legged Ambler exhausted. Time to organise the kitchen for that long awaited cuppa, mmmm where kitchen is located on the trailer has a padlock on it...Ms Ambler and I look at each other, who brought the keys to open it? After discussing whether we had a bolt cutter, yes I carry one with me every where....we set up a make shift place to cook we will deal with the padlock in the morning. Did I mention that the only way to get our things out of the trailer was to remove the bed and climb into it!
Cuppa on the boil, sausages sizzling....I decide we need fried onions....put a pan on with a little oil in it, then forgot about it! Next minute flames are roaring as high as the annex roof, Ms Ambler, who is Safety Officer 101 screams "turn the f#%king gas off! I look at her like I have been slapped in the face with a wet fish...."how do I do that?"
Ms Ambler whips out the fire blanket, smoulders the flames...drops the pot on the annex floor as it rolls along, the annex floor is slowly disappearing, actually melting! Next minute she picks it up throws it outside as a family with small children pass by...ooh and a kangaroo! The flames start leaping, Ms Ambler turns to the family and Says "just a little accident, nothing to worry about."
No onions for dinner!
This is day one, wait for day two!
Cuppa on the boil, sausages sizzling....I decide we need fried onions....put a pan on with a little oil in it, then forgot about it! Next minute flames are roaring as high as the annex roof, Ms Ambler, who is Safety Officer 101 screams "turn the f#%king gas off! I look at her like I have been slapped in the face with a wet fish...."how do I do that?"
Ms Ambler whips out the fire blanket, smoulders the flames...drops the pot on the annex floor as it rolls along, the annex floor is slowly disappearing, actually melting! Next minute she picks it up throws it outside as a family with small children pass by...ooh and a kangaroo! The flames start leaping, Ms Ambler turns to the family and Says "just a little accident, nothing to worry about."
No onions for dinner!
This is day one, wait for day two!
So to Part 3 of my camping trip story...it seems that there are a number of you who have been getting a great laugh out of the story....good....enjoy the reading!
A good night sleep was had by the three of us, we woke to a beautiful sunrise and kangaroos outside the tent.....one thing I did discover is that I had forgotten what it was like to have to climb a ladder to get into bed! The bed, sits on top of the trailer, you can either do a long jump, pole vault or climb the ladder to get onto it! The getting up was easy, the getting down not so, so imagine this a 50 something woman who has bad knees, feet that don't work first thing in the morning trying to descend down this ladder, by this stage said bed attire was now around my neck! I can't say that I climbed down it was sort of "put your feet out there and slide". Well the sudden thump at the end and the scream of pain and me again in the foetal position crying only made Ms Ambler laugh harder than I have ever heard before. I think the words "I can't do this" were uttered from my mouth!
Its amazing what a cuppa can fix.....
The maintenance men arrived with the bolt cutters mid morning....oooh...forgot to tell you that I thought I would enquire at the office as to whether they carried bolt cutters...miraculously as if the gods had heard our prayer they did and said they would send around the maintenance guys. Not one guy but two burly men with a pair of bolt cutters that resembled a a large rifle...."here to cut the bolt for you"....tears welled up in my eyes...."ooh we will at last have a kitchen"..I showed them the said bolt..."mam thats a very small bolt, couldn't you have picked the lock or something!!!"
The day got better....