Easter at Sutton,
Woodbridge

March 2008
 

My first rally by Lily Rose Stammers Age 14 days.

Wednesday.

5pm Daddy and myself turn up to Sutton to meet Nanny and granddad the strange thing is that we had this white thing follow us all the way here. Daddy set to work feeding this strange monster with water and gas, he did use some very bad words when the front of the white thing bashed him on the head and he used the same bad words again about the amount of water Mummy seems to use.  I went inside this strange white beast and went to sleep, as this is my favourite hobby.

Thursday

Well the strangest thing happened when I went home yesterday there were two of these things that the grown ups call “Caravans” and now there are 30+ this is what happens when you leave two caravans on there own I guess. Anyway there is a very big wind blowing so I stay in the van to keep an eye on Mummy and Nanny as they tend to wonder off at that age, Daddy is out side with all the other mad ones putting yet more vans to bed.  Later that night I am wrenched from my van by Mummy as she is giddy at the prospect of bingo and she has trouble containing here excitement at the thought. There were lots of prizes which all the people gave and then they paid money to buy bingo books to try and win their stuff back, very strange this caravanning business.  Still they raised over £ 70, plus Granddad and Daddy kept giggling at naughty jokes they kept telling each other whilst the other one was trying to be sensible.

Friday

My first night in the van I woke up once I was hungry plus mummy and daddy like me waking them up I am sure.  In the morning Mummy and Nanny stuffed themselves full with hot cross buns and tea whilst daddy and granddad went on an artic walk this is not how daddy described it but I don’t know what those words meant and they can’t be printed anyway.  In the afternoon I helped my Dad set up the disco I did this by sleeping but I still kept an eye on him in case he slacked off. That night at the disco I had fun looking at all the lights and kept dancing. All these people kept coming up and saying hello, Nanny kept taking me off on mystery tours to see different people they were all very friendly. Daddy did say that he would offer me the caravan club rate for his disco if I ever wanted to run a rally any time soon, so I will think about that.

Saturday

First thing daddy had to go home to do some work but he was soon back something to do with some out if date gin one of granddad’s friends gave him after the disco. At 12 Uncle Albert (David Godfrey) lead a band of brave souls in a walk in artic conditions but luckily they all came back safely. The afternoon was taken up by more sleeping as I see it I have to have lots of naps so I have enough energy for my main sleep at night. Daddy and the rest of the marshals set up the horse racing event for that night.  We stayed for the first 3 races that night but daddy had to go to work.

Sunday

Woke up for the Grand Prix and had to get daddy ready so he could help with the cooking of breakfasts.  Daddy went ahead so he could help I stopped to keep an eye on mummy she is still a bit giddy from the horse racing.

Dave and granddad decided it would be a very good idea to cook in a blizzard they are both mad, unlike a nice man called Derrick Panel who is the master of egg cooking who decided to cook indoors. Lots of people come to have their breakfasts cooked by granddad and his friends and they raised yet more money. All this time it was snowing I don’t like the snow but daddy does and so did all the older kids who played in the snow. I supervised the setting up of the hall I have a unique management style I tend to sleep and let the others get on with it. The hall was set up for the 1960’s tea party there was lots of nice food but I just had the milk. At flagpole there were lots of important things said by lots of people, but the things I took note of were the dealer day at Stowmarket Caravans and the sports rally. I got my first rally plaque and granddad got a horse for 500 rallies from Brian Southgate and plaque for 600 rallies.  That night we had a very loud band called Mr j. They were very good and all the grown ups danced the night away and nobody threw a hip out so that was good. When the band had to be fed and changed we had a cabaret, we had some very good dancers in the form of the Keith Youngs dancers and we then had a nice lady sing some songs. Dad helped by playing the CD tracks on his gear.

Monday

This was the day of the carpet bowls final you could cut the air with a knife. Must have been all those eggs served for tea the night before. Then I helped pack up all the stuff and load daddy’s car. I took mum for a walk and it started snowing again. We had a nice tow home and I got back to sleeping.

Pictures courtesy of Chris Stammers