first truck repair. yep, wheels are definitely out of alignment

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camping – a streetcar named “bella!”

So this is a funny story… looking back.

My father was over from the UK, meeting my bloke for the first time.

We were camping and naturally, he drank lots of piss. By the end of the night he was the last man standing, or rather sitting, half awake on a camping chair.

So like the charming man he is, he decided that jumping onto the blown up mattress in our tent, and waking me and our sleeping baby up was a bad idea. Well perhaps that’s how his brain worked, you can never be sure. So, he found somewhere else to sleep.

Where better than the car boot.

Shortly after this, while all was quiet in the camping ground I hear, “Bella!” that’s me. Followed 30 seconds later by “Bella!” followed a minute later by CLUNK! He’d shut the car boot. It must’ve been pretty cold.

Given by the reduction in noise I assumed he was inside the car rather than outside, and frankly, at that point in time I was happy for him to stay there. I went back to sleep.

A few hours later, the sun now up, I went in search of him. I opened the boot to find him snuggled up under the dog blanket.

I left the boot open so that every passer by on their way to the toilet block could see who woke them up at 4am.

Luckily for him, my Dad was a pretty cruisey bloke and the whole saga didn’t really phase him.