And so, our “surprise” stay at Weymouth Park from Santa sadly draws to a close ……..
It’s been pretty wonderful, with just a little romance and emotion thrown in for good measure ………
……. and what better way to eke out our last evening ……..
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…….. but, as per our usual British seaside tradition ….. a last cheeky squanderment of the all the loose change we had left.
Sadly, yet again, Nigel failed miserably to release even one knock off, boss eyed, cuddly toy from the cramped and fetid confines of a hot claw machine …..
……. he did manage to win a few strands of prize tokens which he then gave to “well behaved, looking children” as we left ……….
…….. coming to the conclusion, that the only “real” kerching he ever gets in such places is when the 2p machine spits out the change from the last of his holiday money into his little plastic pot, but nevertheless …….. happy days!
Wot? No comment? What has happened to my words? Questions will be asked in the Mexican parliament.
ReplyDeleteA tradition that my family uphold at couple of seaside places. Such happy memories. JantheFan x
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