“Adventure is a path. Real adventure – self-determined, self-motivated, often risky – forces you to have firsthand encounters with the world. The world the way it is, not the way you imagine it. Your body will collide with the earth and you will bear witness. In this way you will be compelled to grapple with the limitless kindness and bottomless cruelty of humankind – and perhaps realize that you yourself are capable of both. This will change you. Nothing will ever again be black-and-white.” –Mark Jenkins
Saturday, 22 May 2010
Twas the first week in May
Ant and Jo went away,
They left from near Sheffield Park Station.
It all seemed so wrong
They'd be gone for so long.
We hoped they'd reach their destination.
The camper was sorted
An awning it sported,
And the flip-up roof worked like a dream.
We wished them all well
On their mission to sell,
All of Ants homemade scrumpy icecream.
The first leg of the trip
Was to get to the ship,
That would take these brave travellers to France.
The A.A was on hand
With some spare elastic bands,
You see, nothing had been left to chance.
The gang was all here,
And hurrah'd with great cheer,
And wished lots of luck to their chums.
We hoped they'd survive
The very long drive,
And arrive safe and sound at Ants mums.
The engine was cranked
And the friends were all thanked,
For their send off was fit for a king.
The handbrake released
And the speed was increased.
Thanks to all of the people pushing.
Now joking aside,
We all smiled with pride
As the duo set off on their travels.
But don't shed a tear,
For now they're back here.
And the tale of their journey unravels.
by 'Flee' (I.Fuller), May 2009
Thank you everyone for a brilliant home-coming. We love you all. xx