"JET" I thundered out in my excellent live, on stage and 'lets put put Paul McCartney to shame voice'. I was thoroughly enjoying listening to my old tapes as I completed the washing up.
Tanya, exhausted by the days excursion where we did'nt in the end make Vannes. We got diverted down miles of very cycleable and 'Tanya keep up' forest tracks. So peaceful and quiet and not a soul about. Wonderful.
Anyway. There she was on her bed on the drivers seat dozing after her meal and being forced to open half an eye and sigh at this excellent rendition of a pop song. I think the big sigh she gave was saying. "Gis peace will ya!"
This is our third and final night at the virtually empty 'La Haras' campsite. £55.00 for 3 nights including 2 washes/drier, electric hook up, wi fi and all the usual facilities such as hot showers etc. Can't be bad and fits my budget nicely. They've also got Lamas in the field just in front of us plus free range chickens for Tanya to chase. Well she did. Now she just sort of follows them. If they stop she stops. If they move she, head down, meekly trots after them puzzled at these birds that do not fit the category of run fly and squawk when I appear cos I'm a dog and I like to chase you. On a serious note she does have to spend time on the long lead here ..... Just in case.....!
So. Washing done, all dried, put away and bed freshly made. Brilliant. That is something else ticked off the list. I am now a fully experienced user of a big commercial washer drier where all instructions are in French with, I have to admit, some helpful and very simple diagrams.
Got my first problem with Sadie too. Having a road breaking jack hammer thumping away under the main seating area every time a tap was turned on was, to my mind, a sign. A very strong sign indeed of something not being right. I was not dissapointed. A strip down job this morning showed a leaky water pump with loose screws holding it together. A bit of a pool of water underneath it too. A good dose of elbow grease to the Phillips screwdriver seems to have done the trick for now. A much healthier sound, a sort of low grumbling, now accompanies the requests for tap water. The leak is not completely cured but is manageable for the time being.
The other bonus of this campsite is it is next door to 'Meaucon' or 'Vannes' airfield. Fascinating place with a whole area set aside as 'Mont Air Park' where if you have the readies you can build yourself a house complete with hanger where the roadway is wide enough to jump in your plane, drive it across the normal roadway, 'Avions' have priority, straight onto the airfield and away into the blue. Just how cool is that eh!
There are numerous other hangers dotted about this old wartime airfield with all sorts of clubs and societies to do with aircraft. And any that are open seem quite happy to let this weird 'Ecosse touriste avec chien dans le byciclet regardez les avions.'
There is even a museum of old planes and various aviation junk including an old Martin Baker ejection seat the type and make of which I used to work on during my time in the Fleet Air Arm back in the 60's.
Quite poingant really as hanging in Sadie is a round and red circular tag with 'Remove before flight' written on it. It has been with me all down the years as a reminder of the fragility of life.
I had duly removed this safety pin from the observers 'Martin Baker' ejection seat in a Sea Vixen jet fighter/bomber just before it took off from the screaming hell that was the flight deck of HMS Eagle during flying operations. This particular safety pin never had to be replaced. Unfortunately the aircraft complete with it's crew of pilot and observer never returned.
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