We were all up early this morning and at 9am Keith took my not-so-little boy down to Gibraltar Barracks to set off on his Army Camp adventure. I do hope he'll be OK...He's never been away for a whole week before, not even on a school trip, so I'm sure he'll be in my thoughts all the time while we're away.
I finished packing, hoovered again and showered and then it was time for the off. We just about managed to get all our luggage into the Audi and it certainly felt heavy to drive!
Unfortunately we had a bad journey down to Dartford. There were several hold-ups on the M1 and then we found out that two junctions had been closed on the M25, sending all the traffic bound for Gatwick around our side of the motorway!
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| Jams on the M25 |
I'm just so glad that we weren't catching a flight from Gatwick today!
We arrived in Dover at around 2pm, dumped the cases in our room at the Premier Inn and took a stroll along the promenade. There was some sort of Regatta going on and the weather was stunning. It was lovely to stop and gaze out over the sea and see the ferries coming and going.
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| Our home for tonight |
We took a leisurely stroll back to the hotel, watching a P&O Ferry manoeuvre its way into the port, and then Keith and I had a quick drink in the hotel bar, overlooking the sea. It was very warm and pleasant sitting there and I think most people that were around were destined for the continent tomorrow.
After showers and fresh clothes we drove to the village of St Margaret at Cliffe and down a steep winding road to the sea where we had a drink at The Coastguard pub. As we were waiting to be served a man rushed in to say that a young girl was getting into difficulties in a boat out at sea. We sat outside and watched the coastguard arrive and perform a rescue! We dread to think what would have happened if the people watching had done nothing!
From The Coastguard we drove back into the village and had two drinks at The Red Lion, which was empty when we arrived. It was a sweet little pub so it was a real shame that there was nobody in. A couple of people did venture in after us, including a man wearing a heavy wool coat and sporting a long white beard!
He was wearing a woolly coat as the mother of all thunderstorms was raging outside! The rain was torrential (the road had turned into a river) and when we decided to leave the blue sky had turned black. The drive back to Dover was not a pleasant one! Even with the windscreen wipers on full blast, the rain was so heavy I could barely see. Of course, our parking space at the front of the hotel had gone so we parked at the back and ran full pelt into the dry!
After a pleasant meal and a few more drinks it was definitely time for bed!
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