A Wobble, Wobble, Wobble

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Little Switzerland Caravan Park

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Friday, April 6, 2012

Ariel wanted Alo to describe some of the clothes she used to wear when she was younger. R then stated, "I can’t believe you were so cool - what happened! Look at you now - your so daggy and boring - not to mention that jelly butt." Instead of LMFAO singing ‘a wiggle, wiggle, wiggle.’ Ariel and Brandi-Chanel changed the words to ‘a wobble, wobble, wobble,’ referring to their Jelly Bum Mum. Bill says they might want to watch what they say - it’ll be them one day. They claim ‘No Way!’ They’ll be doing butt exercises to make sure they never have a jiggilly bum. They’d even resort to butt surgery if it was to ever get that bad.
We stopped to check out the White Cliffs of Dover prior to our crossing to Calais (France). This is what Ariel had to say. I went for a walk (or climb) up one of the cliffs and saw the view of a life time. It was gorgeous, like a post card in front of your eyes!  The climb was hard without foot steps (I had to make them) but it was sooo worth it. I got a little grubby, but at least I don’t do the washing ... the washing machine does. ha ha ha. I dragged Mum and Brandi-Chanel up as well. For din din we had Doritos and cheese with dip - yum!

Little Switzerland was the name of the van park we stayed at. The owners had purchased the property from the council at an auction - 10 years prior. At the time it had one building that had been part of an American army base. They thought that was what they would be purchasing. As it turned out they got 16 acres was well. They cleaned up the building and cleared the land in front of it.  They then had exceptional views of the cliffs and so turned the building into a coffee shop and the, bonus, land into a van park.

The choice of crossing the English Channel to France was a) a ferry or b) through the tunnel.  We choose b) the tunnel option. The locals thought it comical that we had expected to drive through the tunnel. The publican hollered out to the patrons, "Hey this bloke reckons he's driving through the tunnel." Not so. It’s a train - Ooh! We thus proceeded onto the train, sat for 35 minutes in our dear Bertha and then motored off the train at the other end.

And a Wobble, Wobble, Wobbled on into France.
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Cathy-lee Crawford on

A wobble wobble wobble great story. how terribly 'sweet' of your girls
They must be kicking your butt to stay young hey - little treasures!
Azalia who turns 11 tomorrow - told me a few months 'why did you decide to be fat all those years mum, when clearly you should have just not eaten gluten products ' Well, that took my breath away. If I had of just known that was what my excess weight was caused by. How easy life can seem to our darlins.

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