Just when I thought that everything was going to plan and I was looking at another quiet night on the park, the smallest thing initiated a snowball of events. Who would have thought that a tick would cause so much hassle?
I was on my way to lock up one of the amenities buildings, when I was stopped by a female punter. She then informed me that her husband had a tick and wasn't sure how to remove it. I then went to their motorhome and spoke to the couple to find out how serious it was. When the male informed me that he had numerous other medical complaints, I advised him to go to the local hospital to have it removed there. The male was slightly wary, as he knew that the gates would be closing soon and was concerned about getting back into the park for the night. I reassured him that I was on all night and the chances of me hearing him coming back were quite high and I would have no problems with letting them back on. The couple then went to the hospital to have the tick removed.
After I had locked up the first amenities building, I was heading towards the second one, when I noticed a familiar figure walking around. It was the owner of the site. I eventually caught up with him and he informed me that he had heard a noise as he was passing and came to find out where it was coming from. I pointed out that there were two large groups in close proximity to each other and it may have been them. He thanked me for the information and headed around to where the groups were pitched.
I locked one door on the second amenities building and heard a lot of voices next door in the laundry facilities. When I opened the door, however, nothing could have prepared me for what lay before my eyes. A group of teenagers, male and female, wearing only their underwear. I told them that the facilities were now closed, it was ten past eleven. As they had just put their only clothes into the dryers, I agreed to let them have another ten minutes to make themselves decent and vacate the premises. After I had locked up the other side of the building, I went to close the gate. It was now 11.20pm. In all my time on the site, I don't think the gate has ever been closed as late as that before.
The rest of the night passed fairly quietly, with only one incident. A female, at half past one in the morning decided to let out a blood-curdling scream when she saw me approach because, according to her friends, she "thought I was a ghost".
Otherwise the park is busy, but generally quiet. Hopefully this spell will last until, at least, the end of the season.
Friday, 11 July 2008
Thursday, 3 July 2008
School Holidays
Now that all the schools across the UK are now on holiday, this should be the time the campsite springs into life and is absolutely packed with punters. Except its not. OK, so there is one or two around, but it's hardly bursting at the seams.
I was pre-warned by Alex about a certain young group of males who were causing a nuisance on the site. Aside from kicking a football around outside the main reception area, much to Alex's annoyance, they were standing around outside the entrance to the shop asking everyone and anyone who entered to buy them cigarettes. Once Alex got wind of their little scheme, he sent them on their way. Only, he didn't see which way they went. I was then asked to track down three young males ("Two medium, one small") and find out which group they were with. Facing a near-impossible task, I set off around the park.
Apart from the little congregation which had gathered in one of the laundry rooms in the amenities block, the entire site was quiet. It remained that way for the entire night.
As it is 'that time of year', there are a lot of little baby rabbits running around the site. I would have counted them, had I not already been given an impossible task for the evening, but I decided against it. There is now one less baby rabbit running around on the campsite, no thanks to a dark brown cat. Whilst I was walking around one of the fields, I noticed the cat with something in its mouth. It was only when I got closer to the cat that I noticed the grey, furry thing hanging limply from its mouth was one of the baby rabbits. The ironic thing is; the cat had one of those bells to alert birds to the fact a cat was nearby. The baby rabbit must have been transfixed by the jangling, that it was an easy target for the cat. I did chase it, but it kept its breakfast at all times.
Other than that, it was a peaceful night all round.
I was pre-warned by Alex about a certain young group of males who were causing a nuisance on the site. Aside from kicking a football around outside the main reception area, much to Alex's annoyance, they were standing around outside the entrance to the shop asking everyone and anyone who entered to buy them cigarettes. Once Alex got wind of their little scheme, he sent them on their way. Only, he didn't see which way they went. I was then asked to track down three young males ("Two medium, one small") and find out which group they were with. Facing a near-impossible task, I set off around the park.
Apart from the little congregation which had gathered in one of the laundry rooms in the amenities block, the entire site was quiet. It remained that way for the entire night.
As it is 'that time of year', there are a lot of little baby rabbits running around the site. I would have counted them, had I not already been given an impossible task for the evening, but I decided against it. There is now one less baby rabbit running around on the campsite, no thanks to a dark brown cat. Whilst I was walking around one of the fields, I noticed the cat with something in its mouth. It was only when I got closer to the cat that I noticed the grey, furry thing hanging limply from its mouth was one of the baby rabbits. The ironic thing is; the cat had one of those bells to alert birds to the fact a cat was nearby. The baby rabbit must have been transfixed by the jangling, that it was an easy target for the cat. I did chase it, but it kept its breakfast at all times.
Other than that, it was a peaceful night all round.
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