Durdle dee, Durdle Door, life goes on

Sunday 7th September 2014

A day of blog creation, re-packing the garage and feeding our next location into the Snooper Trouper SatNaff plus chilling out around Twernt. Dennis and Joyce woke at 6:00am to get an early start for their trip up to Diseworth where they pitch up on the access path that leads down to Amanda’s parents ‘Yellow Brick Road’ nature trail.

Amanda spent our last day at Highlands End Touring Park, near Bridport, cleaning Twernt and chuntering away about the seat covers recently fitted in Twernt; ‘These bloody seat covers aren’t working out’ spilt into the air many times – not exactly what I wanted to hear whilst I was in my ‘blog-zone’.

Amanda got the message (I replied, ‘Oh’ too many times) and left Twernt to mooch around the local Eype coastline with Shakey and Tilley – but only after satisfying her penchant for cleaning anything and everything inside Twernt (where I was ‘working’).

The ‘leatherette’ covers have required an excessive amount of attention in order to maintain their original appearance – at least a thorough clean once a day and sometimes AJ cleans them twice daily.

We have tried ScotchGuarding them plus we’ve tried other protectants but nothing seems to work. They look good when cleaned but soon attract all manner of ‘ingrained’ blemishes. Had we not chosen the ‘cream’ coloured ‘leatherette’ then we would not have been able to see the state that they very quickly get into. We have large flat rectangular cushions placed on the seats for the dogs but, in fairness, it is most likely the dogs that cause the problem.

The covers will have to go – next year we’ll check-out recovering with leather – should be much easier to keep clean.

There you go ‘bacon lady’ I put it in writing as requested:thumb:

Amanda took a couple of final pictures of this area:

 

The beach at Eype which is about 1 mile west of West Bay, Bridport

The beach at Eype which is about 1 mile west of West Bay, Bridport

Amanda chose to take this shot of a house at Eype - Bloggerlugs hopes it doesn't represent a subliminal message that kicks off a return to bricks and mortar campaign

Amanda chose to take this shot of a house at Eype – Bloggerlugs hopes it doesn’t represent a subliminal message that kicks off a return to bricks and mortar campaign

 

 

Monday 8th September 2014

I had fed the destination postcode into the Snooper Trouper SatNaff the previous day and we set off for the Durdle Door Holiday Park some 26 miles east of Bridport.

50 miles later we arrived at Durdle Door :banghead:

I admit that the pre-drive checking and double checking of the SatNaff input hadn’t taken place and I therefore checked on my ‘to do’ list but that didn’t include telling me to check the input to the SatNaff either (I don’t actually have a check list but if I did have one it would only have read ‘Set Satnav’).

Believe me checklists can only do so much (I’ve checked).

We arrived at theDurdle Door Holiday park quite early and encountered only one small problem – it wasn’t there :banghead::banghead:

Having driven up a very narrow lane that was just about the width of Twernt, SatNaff informed me that we had arrived at our destination, there was a farmhouse there so it was clearly someone’s destination –  just not ours :banghead:

After perfect execution of a 235 point turn in an area designed to make life difficult for even a Smart car :clap: we drove back towards the ‘A’ road in the hope of finding a pull-in whilst we corrected whatever error had caused Durdle Door to not be at the postcode location given on their website.

The pull-in was generously provided by the owners of another farmhouse, albeit without their knowledge :D when we parked across the drive leading in/out of their property. The error was quickly identified: the address held in SatNaff didn’t include the last 2 digits of the postcode. I know that I keyed them into Mrs. Sat-bloody-Naff-bloody-Useless but they weren’t there when Snooper Trouper was called into action.

I took my revenge by using very heavy taps on the touch screen whilst navigating around SatNaff’s various features and destination-assist offerings.

And there, under ‘ACSIS Campsites’ was the very site we were heading for – except now it was 11.9 miles back in the direction we’d come from.

To be fair, and to give an accurate  description of the drive back to Durdle Door, I must confess to a period of HD swearing :swear: directed at SatNaff, and, in her defence, she was never less than her polite normal self.

Durdle Door didn’t disgrace itself as SatNaff had and here’s why:

 

The beach at Durdle Door

The beach at Durdle Door

Swimmers seen through the Durdle door 'arch'

Swimmers seen through the Durdle door ‘arch’

Durdle Door - the 2 swimmers are now on the right lower side - Maybe it's Joe and Petunia with her Ice cream checking out the sailing dinjy

Durdle Door – the 2 swimmers are now on the right lower side – Maybe it’s Joe and Petunia with her Ice cream checking out the sailing dinjy

Petunia, look at that nice little boat. He's having a lot of fun out there in his nice little dinjy. That's what they call them, you know, sailing dinjies - Ey, do you think he's in trouble, Petunia?  - Ooh no, Joe, he's just enjoying himself on holiday - Oh, he's decided to have a swim. Now he's going to climb back again. I expect that water's a bit cold, don't you? Oh, oh, he's changed his mind. Now he's waving to us. Coooeeee! I can't say I recognise him, though - No it's not him, he's much...Oh now he's shouting. LOVELY DAY, ISN'T IT? SAILOR: HELP HELP! DIAL 999 AND ASK FOR THE COASTGUARD  Dial 999... and... ask... for... the... coast...guard... Well I never!

Petunia, look at that nice little boat. He’s having a lot of fun out there in his nice little dinjy. That’s what they call them, you know, sailing dinjies – Ey, do you think he’s in trouble, Petunia? – Ooh no, Joe, he’s just enjoying himself on holiday – Oh, he’s decided to have a swim. Now he’s going to climb back again. I expect that water’s a bit cold, don’t you? Oh, oh, he’s changed his mind. Now he’s waving to us. Coooeeee! I can’t say I recognise him, though – No it’s not him, he’s much…Oh now he’s shouting. LOVELY DAY, ISN’T IT?
SAILOR: HELP HELP! DIAL 999 AND ASK FOR THE COASTGUARD
Dial 999… and… ask… for… the… coast…guard… Well I never!

F-f-f-f-f-f-f-forget it Petunia....it's sunk

F-f-f-f-f-f-f-forget it Petunia….it’s sunk

Tuesday 9th September 2014

Still great weather here in England and today we walked over to Lulworth Cove.

It’s a short walk from Durdle Door with Lulworth Cove coming into view once atop the hill opposite the touring park – maybe 200-300 yards walk and then maybe another 800 yards downhill into Lulworth.

This was our day:

Amanda with Shakey and Tilley. Lulworth Cove in the background

Amanda with Shakey and Tilley. Lulworth Cove in the background

Lulworth lulls as the painter paints

Lulworth lulls as the painter paints

Lulworth Cove - note the house on the right

Lulworth Cove – note the house on the right

A house that is not unlike a house that i used to live in - I had a one-room bedsit and the sea was bit further away - about 100 miles further away

A house that is not unlike a house that I used to live in – I had a one-room bedsit, the house was in worse shape (falling down in fact) and the sea was bit further away – about 100 miles further away

We checked out the 'heap' on the lawn using our binoculars - It looked like garbage being piled ready to burn - odd

We checked out the ‘heap’ on the lawn using our binoculars – It looked like garbage being piled ready to burn – odd

Just 3 days to go until we cross over to France, we’re counting the hours but we’re having a great time:party: on this very, very short 2 weeks and 3 days pre-tour taster; it’s a bit like a holiday except we don’t have anywhere to return to nor any desire to go there.

6 thoughts on “Durdle dee, Durdle Door, life goes on

    • Thanks Eric, hope you and Sharon are enjoying your new found freedom from warden-life. I did think, after I’d posted, that most readers won’t know who Petunia is! The Eric/Sharon ship, Big Momma, will soon be getting underway, fancy a race to the south? Last one there wins!

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  1. As a child I lived in East Stoke between Wareham and Wool. Wednesday school was always difficult because the tanks were noisily practising on the ranges at Lulworth! Happy memories apart from the day my Dad nearly drowned at Lulworth Cove 🙂

    Central France is still very warm during the day but the mornings are starting to get chilly.

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    • We’ve been ‘treated’ to many ‘booms’ every day since we arrived. We were in Lulworth Cove today watching the kayakers and swimmers. It’s a beautiful area now full of ‘silver season’ visitors – the camp site is almost full.
      Weather here has been low 20’s but the leaves are starting to fall so the “writing’s on the wall” – time to leave the UK for the winter masochists.
      May catch up with you somewhere now that you may be going into Spain.

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