Fire Station & Hot At The Lake - A Near Perfect Day

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Posted by: Eddie2sox Sunday 12th August 2007, 11:46am
Last edited 12/08/2007 11:46am by Eddie2sox

What a great Saturday, one of our best ever!

Home To Start

Sam appeared in Daddy’s bed about 5 in the morning and promptly fell asleep until half past six. Nice. It’s such a “right” feeling having Sam there, snoring quietly, and I miss that when he’s not around. So, up and at ‘em, the plan was for a lazy morning before heading to the Fire Station Open Day and straight from there to Bawsey Lakes. Coco Pops, toast, Tracey Beaker, Lego website, sports day outside, Batman, baseball, catapult practice (Auntie Lou be afraid, Sam scored two direct hits on Daddy’s head!), we had a few “quiet and relaxing” hours. We then put our picnic together, the alfresco eating version of the Meatfeast pizza, NO fruit or vegetables, today was 100% MAN’S PICKERNICKER! We had chicken drumsticks. Mini sausages. Mini scotch eggs. Ham rolls. Hula Hoops!! And Penguins (we love ripping their heads off and drinking the blood, while chewing the flippers). Or maybe it was the small choccy bar version….

Fire Station Open Day

First port of call was the Fire Station Open Day. We headed on down and were directed by King’s Lynn’s only traffic warden “Blakey” onto a playing field to park - we chose to park under the crossbar of a football pitch - just because we can! Under the underpass and into the station, and it was REALLY good. Not just fire related people, but all the emergency services were there, police (booooo), ambulance, coastguard, American fire-fighters with an American fire engine, and RAF “firemen” (the only emergencies they ever have is being five minutes late for yet another meal). We had a really fun time. The police took Sam’s fingerprints (like father like son eh?) and gave him some goodies. The police lady was actually VERY cute, I wonder if she was a real copper at all! We teamed up to “put out a fire” which involved me pumping water by hand and Sam aiming the hose at a target. We watched some demos including the ace “chip pan fire” one, where the flames really do blast out - does anybody have a chip pan these days? The RAF firemen got their annual chance to actually use their fire engine. The air ambulance was up and down like a Ronaldo at the World Cup. We had a compulsory ice cream then Sam got into KLFM’s Black Jet Saab. Nice car, needs a clean though! The KLFM lad and lassie were lovely though, and Sam profited to the tune of a T-shirt and a key ring. Sam couldn’t see over the dashboard though, but then again I probably wouldn’t either - how Simon Rowe manages I’ll never know! Sam decided that the stick of rock that the police gave him would be a present for Mummy, then off we went.

Bawsey Lakes Fun

Plan took a slight diversion at this point, as we zoomed home for a, ahem, pit-stop, before heading off to Bawsey Lakes. We love this place, it’s fast becoming a very special Sam And Daddy place. Yes, the litter is terrible, but you don’t have to sit on a pile of rubbish do you! We sat in the car park for a start and tucked into our picnic, lording it over the other folk arriving without any food at all. Be off with ya, foodless hoi-polloi! The water wasn’t too chilly and we spent three hours jumping in and out of the lake, interspersed with re-applying sun cream all over Sam, and playing with Sam’s Bob the Builder toys. A bunch of ravers turned up too, set up two amps and started playing music, so we had a soundtrack as well, cheers boys and girls! Loved the times we stood halfway up the beach and counted down……5, 4, 3, 2, 1, GO……then ran and jumped into the water. Stupid Daddy didn’t take spare clothes for himself, doh! I have to say, the quality of totty on show was absolutely phenomenal, those eastern European girls sure know how to look after themselves. Sam pulled one too! At one point I am SURE Sam was standing nipple-deep in the water bobbing from side to side, nodding his head in time with the ravers’ music! We loved getting wet in the lake then rolling around on the sand, ending up looking like Sand Monsters! Which of course meant another trip to the water to get clean. I made Sam put his Ferrari hat on whenever he was playing out of the water, which amused and confused him in equal measures. Altogether a perfect afternoon.

I think Sam must have been pretty tired by now, because he didn’t protest when it was home time. Back at the flat we shelved the tea idea, and instead finished off the remainder of our huge picnic. Sam got chucked in the bath (which is now FULL of sand!) and we had a nice hour and a half of calming down and just being together , father and son. It’s rare time and it’s precious.

Woolpack!

Later in the evening I tried to push myself out of the depression a bit and went to The Woolpack. I’d not been up there since the day of the smoking ban. I bought a beer and hid in the garden! After a while though I had a really good, long chat with Danny the Landlord. It wasn’t too scary. Plus, bonus (THANK YOU AGAIN KARMA) I got some wages for work I’d done before I went a bit mental! Saturday was a good day.

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