Have returned from sea, sand and nature to concrete claustrophobia. Gonna take a day or two to re-acclimatise myself. Holiday Parks, now they're strange old places. The evening entertainment, mmm, now that's a funny old affair, some rather naff compares playing to an audience ranging from 9 weeks to 99 years. Someone dressed up as a fluffy rabbit for the kids, Bingo for the 'oldies' and a crap cabaret for the rest. Like a trip to the 'Savage Reservation' but after a couple of pints it becomes bearable. Like I said strange places Holiday Parks but good for base camp, had a geezer in the caravan opposite playing a trumpet, not as bad as it may sound, found it quite relaxing, I pityed the poor family in the caravan next to the techno kids. Anyway before I return to (ab)normality, I will leave you with a thought (hope I don't offend anyone with this) Belts and Braces, fine worn separately, but both at the same time?..... why not buy a pair of trousers that fit?
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