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As so the cycle continues...

Vikki Brightman • 19 September 2020

They're all growing up...

Well, so far this year has taken people, taken those we were, and in a way still are, close to.  Unbelievable loss, that has been almost eclipsed by unbelievable joy at the arrival of our first grandchild, Amelia.


It's moments like these when you realise that those little children that you chased round to put their socks on, dressed up as princess' with their "africa" teaset (her words not mine), calmed down after accidentally eating chillis from the greenhouse rather than tomatoes and sent to school with tonsillitis because you thought they were faking it, are all grown up...and the cycle of life continues.  They still come back, no longer fighting over toys or who has the biggest piece of the cake (well...).  Their lives have evolved, their futures ahead of them (some more planned than other).  Kids always need their parents, just differently as they grow.


Having Ferry View is a bit like having another child.  In the beginning, it needed our full attention, constantly.  Every spare moment we had was devoted to our baby, even now all our spare time is devoted to Ferry View, but now it's needs have changed, it has evolved.  More maintenance and development, less groundwork and research. 


Ferry View's early beginnings as a field with fenced pitches has grown to fully formed motorhome pitches with hardstanding and grass areas.  The initial "donkey work" is done but the maintenance continues.  The shop is beginning to take shape, and we haven't forgotten our initial aims of making everything as eco friendly as possible.  The shop runs single use plastic free and, wherever we can around the site, we follow this ethos. 


We encourage our campers to "Reduce, Reuse & Recycle", made slightly more difficult with the current Covid-19 pandemic, which is showing signs of making a resurgence, but we can only do as much as we can.  It's no use just giving up - if everyone does something small to help the environment, that all mounts up, and it will make a difference.

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