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Where does time go?

Vikki Brightman • Feb 27, 2020

Where did the last couple of months go?

I can't believe it's been so long since I posted anything on the blog - time really does fly!  So, I have decided to just add a little update note, and promise I will post more regularly going forward.

You would think that running a campsite would mean winter was a quiet time, but NO!  The site was full for Christmas and New Year, and I can't remember the last week when we didn't have anybody (I'm not sure there has been).  

We (well, Royston) built a road and created 3 hardstanding pitches in a week.  The landscaping is well underway, just wish everything wasn't so wet!  The new grey water point was installed and we are on our way to having a washing machine fitted in the facilities block (A+++ rated, of course).  We have a list a mile long, and every time we cross something off, we just seem to add 3 more - but I wouldn't have it any other way.

The year so far has been a phenomenal mix of happiness and sadness  - and we're only 2 months in.  I was reminded that each and every moment is precious and never take anything or anyone for granted - we're not here forever, and every minute does count!  

The madness of life continues, but always take a minute to look round and appreciate what you have - never take anything for granted and make sure you spend time with those you love, as you never know what the future will bring.
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