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<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"Last night we were to spend our evening in Luxembourg on the way to Holland to see my aunt, however, when we arrived at the campsite we were 13 minutes too late to get in. \u00a0There was no changing of the rules for us so we had to continue on the road. \u00a0We got onto the motorway through Belgium and into Holland, by this time it was midnight and we couldn’t find anything so we gave up and stopped in a service centre. \u00a0We awoke to beautiful sunshine and R made the coffee, after a leisurely awakening R offered to take the dog for a morning walk while I \u00a0tidied and washed up. \u00a0I was humming quite happily when there was a knock on the door. \u00a0There stood R and Sunny, utterly soaking wet from head to toe, Sunny shivering and dripping and R with the water running off him and covered in pond weed. \u00a0 They had jumped into\u00a0a dyke, it was so covered in pond weed that R thought it was a path. \u00a0Imagine his horror when he couldn’t understand where the path had gone and why he was 5 feet lower than he should have been and up to his neck in freezing water. \u00a0 Sunny was disgusted, he had tried to stop R from going down the bank but R, in his wisdom, dragged him and jumped onto what he believed to be terra firma only to disappear up to his neck in dirty, stinking, weed covered water. \u00a0Having clambered out the other side it was a mile walk back to Vanley, along the side of the motorway, trailing pond weed and dripping wet while Sunny looked at him with total loathing and vowed never to go for a walk with R again.<\/p>\n
We have no water left for a shower, there are none at the services, and they both need a bath.<\/p>\n
I have stomach cramps from laughing now.<\/p>\n
What a twat!<\/p>\n
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Last night we were to spend our evening in Luxembourg on the way to Holland to see my aunt, however, when we arrived at the campsite we were 13 minutes too late to get in. \u00a0There was no changing of the rules for us so we had to continue on the road. \u00a0We got onto … <\/p>\n