Took the wrong turn.

Yesterday we set off to watch the truck light parade and turned left when we should have turned right, or did we turn right when we should have turned left or maybe we should have gone straight on, any way we missed seeing the parade, we could hear it, all the horn hooting and sirens and bands playing and things like that, but we we were trudging the streets trying to get to it, getting colder by the minute, in the end we gave up and went back to the trailer feeling fed up and sorry for ourselves. I know what we'll do instead - we'll watch Midsummer Murders, this is a TV whodunit we never watch, far to many murders in Midsummer County, its a wonder theres any people left.  Not to worry we have a new copper in charge it could just be different. Well there was lots of young lasses of the the jolly hockey stick variety and some really great vintage cars but I'm still trying to figure out the relationship between the dead racing driver, the old racing driver his mistress come daughter her daughter the headmistress her daughter and everybody else. Maybe thats why we got lost going to the parade I'm just too  thick. Now I think about it the girls wern't  playing hockey they were playing lacrosse. Now why would girls  in a posh English school be playing lacrosse?  I give up.
Have only one pic. of a house we passed what a frustrating evening.

 

Hope I can do better than this tomorrow.