One year I pulled into an Aire in Portugal and you didn’t want to talk to me.it got me thinking today on another thread today what do you know about the person on the next pitch
One year a motorhome pulled in next to us in Portugal it turned out I knew him from junior leaders 40 + years ago
My old Colonel pulled in next to me I said your pension must be crap if you have a hymer and I have carthago lol
Also met a a old army mate who was a captain in the marines parked next to us in Swindon that was a good night
Also met a motorhome dealer from Denmark
Met a guy in Spain who was fitting solar panels before anyone knew what a solar panel was lol
Also met a ex tanker captain who adopted 3 stray dogs and could not go back to his apartment because of the no dog rule so he lived in his RV
The list goes on never judge a book by its cover
Wondering if he had a big military type tool box as a great Dutch guy tried to help us when our fridge failed on gas, we were in France at the time.We were in Portugal. A few years ago and our water pump had given up the ghost.
We mentioned it to our neighbour on thenext pitch with NL plates so we knew that they spoke English.
He said he had a spare and he would sell it to us and fix it in place for 20€.
We took him up on the offer and when talking found out he was a military captain and engineer on a large ship.
How lucky was that.?
No famous people though.
OMGFirst time to Spain in the van on a Forum rally around 2010 pulled onto the meet aire next to a very large Dethleffs van, with the van doors being opposite each other we quickly got talking and found them a lovely couple ending up spending lots of nights sitting between our vans putting the world to rights and getting drunk, our van had to go into the local garage over night with clutch troubles they insisted we and our dog stop over night in their van.
After the meet we travelled with them for a week or so up the coast into France, they were on their way to Germany to have work done on their van we were going home.
We never met them again and wounder what happened to them?............
Thats right i KNOW, it was YOU and Lynn
Hope the Jab goes well CharlieBoth well thanks, I'm off for my jab this afternoon ( your to young for that yet ) had big plans for Spain this winter for next year.
Give my regards to Lynne, keep safe
Sorry about that but you know how it is Dave........ It is OK to talk to you when roughing it on a MHF rally, but one has to keep up appearances when on a CMC site .....................................We were on a site once and spotted a Funster sticker on a neighbouring van. I recognised them from a meet a few years before so went and said hello. The reply was to simply look straight through me and walk away. Same thing happened later with Alison. Maybe we weren't skinny enough......... nowt so strange as folk. To this day, I have no idea at all what I had done to offend them, but that was just plain rude. Anyway, onwards and upwards; can't please everybody.
Yes we will have to arrange something when this is all over, haha yes the genny! i had one arm like Superman, this one has 250w solar and 300a/h of batteries.Hope the Jab goes well Charlie
We will have to arrange to.meet up somewhere when things get back to normal
I hope your not putting the generator in the roof box on the new van lol .......still makes me laugh
Give our regards to Carol
Don't worry about it Peter...... I just threw bread pieces on top of your van so you had an early wake up callSorry about that but you know how it is Dave........ It is OK to talk to you when roughing it on a MHF rally, but one has to keep up appearances when on a CMC site .....................................
Couple next to us on a site in Falmouth in their hired van.
It was Falmouth but boy was she foul mouthed. Poor guy couldn't do right no matter what he did.
How could you? I would never do such a thingI have a dreadful admission to make.
A Dutch couple parked next to me on a French site and the poor guy took ages (perhaps an hour) faffing about setting up his satellite dish on a tripod, some way distant because of overhanging trees whilst constantly being nagged rotten and given bad-tempered instructions from his lady inside shouting out of the window.
When they went out I thought (after quite a few G&T's) that it would be rather amusing to re-peg the tripod feet after it had been turned a few degrees. When they returned the lady rushed inside and almost immediately much shouting ensued as a prelude to the wretched guy trying to retune his dish.
He apologised next morning when we met at the water tap for the row and bad language, saying that he had nothing but problems with the satellite dish and they had been in a rush to go out to eat before returning in time to see her favourite programme. I didn't confess to my mischief but how he giggled at his wife's panicking (and being brave now whilst at a safe distance from her).