The drive down from Kendal in the lake district to the Wirral was long and tiring. Despite the heavy traffic we kept moving. We'd tried to telephone the little campsite at Greasby in Arrowe Park Lane, but no one ever answered the phone, so we just turned up.
Twenty five pounds paid to the man who only takes cash, don't worry so do the Scottish, so we're prepared. A shower and yet more washing of socks and pants and we set off to visit John's daughter. We haven't seen her or her family since Christmas, so we're looking forward to spending the evening with them, catching up over a delicious Indian takeaway. As always, the time passed quickly and by ten we were back at the campsite.
This morning yet more showering and topping up of our five litre water bottle. We're not used to paying this amount to stay somewhere so felt we needed to get our money's worth. This campsite was only our sixth stay on one in the ten weeks we've been away. We didn't rush to leave, next stop for us is Wales.