I little more feed back.
The meeting was great. Lots of laughter. We have a couple of comics on the forum.
Once the party was over Freda, Gwen and SO's decided to escourt me home, as it was on the way to their respective tents and bungalows.
Only.. this where things get complicated. No one could remember the number of the bungalow. I was sharing with someone.
We looked, but all in vain... short of knocking on evey door, there was not much that could be done.
Freda, very kindly at that point offered to let me share her tent.. and her SO would sleep in the car.
I was not all together happy with that arrangement, but there seemed to be no other option at that point.
Off we went, but I was not too happy. I was anxious that my bungalow mate would be worried about me and I did not feel happy about Freda's SO having to sleep in their car.
Freda gave me a sharp lecture about wondering around outside and its dangers.
MM, can however be a bit stubborn..and I picked up my cell phone and off I went.
I found more or less where the bungolows were.. I had a choice of 9 numbers. After knocking and calling softly at each door, I realised this was a lost cause and decided to return to Freda's tent. Problem was, I have no sense of direction and could not remember where it was.
I also had only seen it in the dark and had not taken much notice of what it looked like.
I decided to try phoning or SMS ing... only problem, I had picked up Freda's cigarettes and not my cell phone.
I wandered until 5 am. I eventually decided to try the bungalows again.
This time I hit jackpot
My calls were heard and I was let in to sleep.
Next morning Freda did not know where I was and decided to phone me. Problem was, my cell phone was in her SO's pocket.
He had picked it up by mistake.
I was now starting to wake up after 2 hours of sleep oblivious to the search party looking for me.
Gwen had just received a message. "I lost Macho Mouse"
More to follow.