Well, we've been off the jolly old net thingy these past ten days,,, travelled about 1400 miles; Calais to Zahora, Southern Spain,,, more of that later (bet thas got ya all strainin at the leash?!).
Anyway, there woz a spiffing thread on ear not sa long ago about the merits, or otherwise, of "windbreaks". As we were "in the market" for one, we followed the discussion with great interest (Gawd, we used to have a life,!).
Now, when Glorious Leader joined in with a serious tuppence worth, yours trulies really sat up and took notice,,,,,, (looking back, we have absolutely NO idea WHY G/Ls opinion should have galvanised our attention, I mean, just bcos he's given imself a title only confirms he's smart enuff to give imself a title, the bloke could be a complete numbskull, no doubt a "nice numbskull", but a numbskull nevertheless,,, So, Mrs biggus and I have made a vow NOT to be suckered into, err,,, well,,, sucking up to Glorious Leaders opinion, EVER again,?!).... (no offence intended to Glorious Leader,,, honestly, G/L).
So, I digressed, a bit,,, now, where was I,?
Ah, yes,,,
We parked up at Zahora inna VERY full campsite (Mrs biggus had done Er research "toe-tal perfec-toe!") she bkd the site way bac in early March, having discovered that Easter issa SERIOUS holiday with Spanish families,,, and it obviously IS,?!!!
We were surrounded by Spanish folk who immediately leapt to our help when it became obvious that backing the 8mts of "Vannatoo", into the space provided, wasn't going to be an easy task,,, but, with the abundance of kind said help,,, (and not underestimating my consummate steering skills) "Vannatoo" came to rest exactly as desired,,, well, almost.
Now,,, as we were manoeuvring our pride and joy, I couldn't help but notice that our immediate neighbours were idly sitting, sunning themselves, and obviously had no desire to assist us in our hour of need,,, well,,, fuk-em, I thought, we don need em,,, not with all the other help on offer,,, we obviously had two Spanish neighbours who wanted "the rock" back,?!!! (NO CHANCE,!!!)
So,,, (and I'm truly sorry that I've taken a while to get to the point) (am I alone with "this" problem,,, I tend to get easily "sidetracked",,, does anyone out there think I should get a "service"?)
there we were, erecting, or trying to erect/assemble, our new Jormax windbreak,,, bearing in mind that G/L said it, (erecting the Jormax) only took im a "few minutes"......
After about an hour anna half, and still struggling with the construction of the Jormax (we were becoming extremely tense with each other and no doubt we'd have exchanged vile language and physical blows were we not being closely monitored by our "smugly smiling, still unhelpful, Spanish neighbours"?!!!) when, "out of the wide blue yonder" (from our neighbours lo-cal) a distinctly feminine, English voice said,,, I'm Penelope Pit Stop, and our Glorious Leader would've got that Jormax windbreak up in ten minutes flat,?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Anyway, there woz a spiffing thread on ear not sa long ago about the merits, or otherwise, of "windbreaks". As we were "in the market" for one, we followed the discussion with great interest (Gawd, we used to have a life,!).
Now, when Glorious Leader joined in with a serious tuppence worth, yours trulies really sat up and took notice,,,,,, (looking back, we have absolutely NO idea WHY G/Ls opinion should have galvanised our attention, I mean, just bcos he's given imself a title only confirms he's smart enuff to give imself a title, the bloke could be a complete numbskull, no doubt a "nice numbskull", but a numbskull nevertheless,,, So, Mrs biggus and I have made a vow NOT to be suckered into, err,,, well,,, sucking up to Glorious Leaders opinion, EVER again,?!).... (no offence intended to Glorious Leader,,, honestly, G/L).
So, I digressed, a bit,,, now, where was I,?
Ah, yes,,,
We parked up at Zahora inna VERY full campsite (Mrs biggus had done Er research "toe-tal perfec-toe!") she bkd the site way bac in early March, having discovered that Easter issa SERIOUS holiday with Spanish families,,, and it obviously IS,?!!!
We were surrounded by Spanish folk who immediately leapt to our help when it became obvious that backing the 8mts of "Vannatoo", into the space provided, wasn't going to be an easy task,,, but, with the abundance of kind said help,,, (and not underestimating my consummate steering skills) "Vannatoo" came to rest exactly as desired,,, well, almost.
Now,,, as we were manoeuvring our pride and joy, I couldn't help but notice that our immediate neighbours were idly sitting, sunning themselves, and obviously had no desire to assist us in our hour of need,,, well,,, fuk-em, I thought, we don need em,,, not with all the other help on offer,,, we obviously had two Spanish neighbours who wanted "the rock" back,?!!! (NO CHANCE,!!!)
So,,, (and I'm truly sorry that I've taken a while to get to the point) (am I alone with "this" problem,,, I tend to get easily "sidetracked",,, does anyone out there think I should get a "service"?)
there we were, erecting, or trying to erect/assemble, our new Jormax windbreak,,, bearing in mind that G/L said it, (erecting the Jormax) only took im a "few minutes"......
After about an hour anna half, and still struggling with the construction of the Jormax (we were becoming extremely tense with each other and no doubt we'd have exchanged vile language and physical blows were we not being closely monitored by our "smugly smiling, still unhelpful, Spanish neighbours"?!!!) when, "out of the wide blue yonder" (from our neighbours lo-cal) a distinctly feminine, English voice said,,, I'm Penelope Pit Stop, and our Glorious Leader would've got that Jormax windbreak up in ten minutes flat,?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!