Later, we discovered they were the lawn mowers, let out each day to munch the grass between tents and caravans. What a good idea.
Behind the camp site, there was a farm. Charlotte was fascinated by the beautiful peacocks, about six of them.
and every night, one would start squawking followed by the rest and this was to continue all night, every night. Then the cockerels would start followed by the campanologists at the local church. On my last night, the peacocks echoed across the campsite and each time they squawked, there followed a cacophony of mimics. Very funny and I was amused that the whole campsite was awake. Hah!
Andy, Rupert and Patrick.
Andy and John Miller worked hard to erect the stand and work on time.
Hanging the work.
Work hung. No lighting yet.
We met some of the students from the Dutch stand next to us who had been working with adults with learning difficulties and between them, they created the above seat. I loved Nina Riatano's silicon cups. I chatted to her about the use of silicon on fabric. Laura Pregger's cup lighting was innovative and beautiful. They produced all sorts of constructions during the putting up of their stand but when set up, all that could be seen were a couple of tables. The 'set ups' were for their daily events. Each day at 5 p.m. they held a session to attract the customers to their stand, usually involving snacks and drinks. The Milan Poli had a line of sewing machines and the students continually made things. On the first day, collars and the second, tee shirts - an 'action' to catch the attention of the public.
I spent some time with the interesting girl promoting her boyfriends bicycles. The two outside bikes are exercise bikes and the central one is a rideable bicycle. Apparently, he is a very introspective character and I so wanted to meet him, but didn't.
Olly and Ben we met at the campsite and what interesting guys they were. Olly was planning the Maccu Piccu trip to Peru, something I have always wanted to do.
Sophie and Carlo
On my last night, I couldn't have wished for anything more divine. Carlo runs a family delicatessen. We started with melon, Italian parma hams and Italian cheeses, one we had with honey. Scrumptious! Carlo had made the biscuits and I have not tasted anything like them, a sort of cheesy shortbread with pistachios. We then had the most gorgeous lasagna with bechemal sauce and an Italian wine followed by an apricot tart Carlo had made and again - the pastry was unique and special, just out of this world.
Then my last night on the sheet of rubber. The next morning I was having hallucinations of my soft bed and of soaking in a hot bath. My back was agony. I was delighted to hear many 'young-uns' complaining about their backs whilst sleeping on this self inflating bed!
Oh how I appreciated my bed. It was like sleeping on a cloud and I slept and slept. My hot bath relieved my aches and soon I was back to normal?