Days 13 & 14 – We’re on 95 acres less than Winnie and there’s no wood! . . .

When it comes to dress sense someone once said “Blue and green, should never be seen”. That person may, or may not, have been a nature lover. But those are the two of the three colours we crave the most when out on our travels. The third? Yellow of course!

Shortly after arrival we get bathed by that big yellow ball. We have our own acre to spread out on, on this family owned site in Upchurch, so we do just that.

My turn next . . .

When a site sends you specific instructions on where to find them, it always pays to read that information carefully. Even more important, to remember it. Our arrival to 5 Acres Camping illustrates this point beautifully.

We always get there – one way or another . . .

Today’s day of rest gives us the opportunity to follow up on a lead. While wondering around the local cemetery (as one does) at Upchurch yesterday we bump into Jan Lacey. A friendly late eighties lady. We interrupt her watering duties. She doesn’t mind. Within ten minutes she’s related half a life-time’s story. And suggests we walk over to the next village, Lower Halstow. We do just that. It’s quaint.

Could almost be 1821. The 8th C Saxon church is hiding behind the trees

Until our arrival yesterday, this site had never been frequented by the local ice-cream man. We stopped him in his tracks as he was passing the gate. Seeing an opportunity too good to miss, he returns today. Realises he’s onto a winner. A captive customer base his easy pickings.

The owner’s have ice-cream eating children