On Le Soleil, Argelès-sur-Mer. Settled in nicely, brand new isabella air awning up, nice hour on beach, swim in the beautiful pool. Really relaxed and contented, then plop. Must be big bird from Sesame street on a diet of beetroot. -Broken Link Removed-
Used to work in a dockyard and there was one parking place underneath a lamppost which those that worked there knew not to park under. You can imagine the rest.
Same happened to me in June when I chose a pitch under a tree. The result splattered all across the front of my van made me think there must have been a giant albatross roosting directly above. Actually it was some incontinent woodpigeons. Getting all the crap off was a big task using gallons of water and a long handled brush / scraper device. It had set like concrete and needed to be soaked first.
Then I changed pitch. Next occupants were elderly Dutch caravanners ... and they didn't get poo bombed. How does that work?
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