Out of hibernation


April 22, 2013

AT last we’re back on the road, looking forward to a week veering between Norfolk and Suffolk visiting long-lost friends.
Outside, a gentle drizzle is falling as we sit in a quiet site at Rectory Hill Barns, Cley, where we’ve been looking out over a field boasting partridges, pheasant, pigeons (of course), a formation of Canada geese, and a nibbling hare. I’m not used to seeing hares, so their abundance en route has been a delight.
We got off to a very dodgy start. The Hymer, stored at a farm all winter, started first time. Then, once we’d stowed everything on board, it decided it was glad to be back home and didn’t want to go anywhere else.
A call to Green Flag followed. Fortunately they let us sign up to their home start service on the spot, arrived within 15 minutes and got us going in a jiffy, while I walked down to the chipshop to fetch an emergency lunch.
Well, we’ve seen red kites, buzzards, a jay and a kestrel over the A34, plus an almighty abundance of litter.
Last spring in Spain I remember tutting over the roadside mess and thinking smugly ‘It wouldn’t be like this at home.’ Famous last words.
The route between the A303 and Oxford is an Environmental Shame Area.
Can’t someone on a community service sentence clean it up, please?
The morning’s sunshine gave way to unrelieved grey skies as we headed east, past a vast, featureless Amazon distribution centre that matched the landscape.
Wind turbines and drab fenland  gave way to ferociously tidy orchards, and finally, after Hillington, to prettier countryside with hedges, woods and lots of wildlife dotting the fields.
While I walked the limping dog – his hip was playing him up – the Motorhome Masterchef got to work with the leftovers from our fridge back home, and I returned to wonderful salty fried asparagus, followed by fried egg on a bed of mixed veg and chorizo, all prepared on a 2ft worktop, with one frying pan and a wok.
Can’t imagine wanting to do all that after five hours at the wheel of a left-hand-drive van. But I did wash up.
Meanwhile Man U have been on the radio, notching up yet another Premiership title with a Van Persie hat-trick.
Oh, and we’ve installed a carbon monoxide detector, at a cost of £24, which seems like a good idea.


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