Little Britain and the Dirty Foreigners

There’s been an influx of vans to Camping Memling this weekend; I guess people are doing the last minute Christmas shopping and markets. We’ve been split into 2 distinctive camps – the British in one area + 1 Aussie and a couple from Jersey and the Belgians in another apart from a huge Brit Frankia motorhome which had no choice but to park with ‘them’ due to its size. The Brits have all been very friendly and chatty; the locals a bit sour faced if you so much as said hi to them. The most disgusting specimens turned up in a posh caravan with posh 4wd Chelsea tractor and a motorhome. Mr & Mrs Caravan strutted around like they were the Posh and Becks of the camping world and Mr Motorhome thought nothing of standing out here in broad daylight in full view of every van around peeing at the side of his van. Obviously the filthy pig didn’t know what a toilet block was for and I can only assume his poxy van didn’t have a loo in it. The only ‘things’ that should be seen to pee in public are dogs. I think blokes like him being so lacking in the willy department feel they have to show off what little they have – sad bastard. Bruges has been hit by snow over the last few days and it’s looking very pretty here though I don’t envy anyone trying to manoeuvre in and out of the site. The place hasn’t ground to a halt like the headless chicken UK. Last night the gritters were out after a fresh inch and a half had fallen and people were out at 9.45pm clearing their paths drives and bit of pavement outside of their property. If everyone does their bit then it makes things easier instead of adopting the ‘it’s somebody elses job/responsibility’ attitude that I’m sad to say England preaches. A couple staying here over night reckon the UK suffers because it has so many hills! Now I didn’t realise that gritter lorries were incapable of driving up anything other than a flat surface but they say you live and learn.

Getting festive


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Scarlet haired veggie/coeliac/tattooed/charity shop loving rebel sold everything to take to the road with 3 Yorkies in a campervan to discover the meaning of life & blog about it. It all went well for 18 months but then a flippin bloke walked into my life and turned it upside down so now the travelling has come to a halt but I still live in the van but in a field - marvellous :o)
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One Response to Little Britain and the Dirty Foreigners

  1. Helen says:

    Just wanted to wish you and your furbabies a very Merry Christmas .Love from Aggy and Peewee.xxxx

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