Okay, so first post. x) I'm just going to write down what happens at my grandads caravan every Friday, along with some pictures if I remember to bring the camera with me. x:

Starting off, with the caravan. It's tiny. If someone is talking, you can hear from wherever you are, be it the bedroom, or even the bathroom. Okay, maybe grandad can't hear if me and my sister talk about him much, because he's going a bit deaf. We sometimes take the piss out of him right infront of him for a laugh, simply because we know he wont be listening. x)

So that's the caravan. Not much to look at. It's just full of old junk and crap. Grandad doesn't like throwing out stuff much... Even I have to throw out old food because he forgets about it. D; He thinks I am too fussy.... And he's a liar. x)

This would be him. Ignore his silly face. He doesn't always smile like that. Now he just looks like a creeper... I asked him to smile and he pulled the stupidest face. I told Emma to smile too, and look what she did, miserable bitch.

About half hour after we got there, I dragged Grandad down to the river. It's nice waking there, and it's pretty much two minutes away from the caravan site. We managed to bring about a whole loaf of bread with us this time, so we could feed all the swans. Last time we went, there must have been around 20-30 swans there. This time, there were about...3. The guy who works at the boat place said if we waited about an hour and a half, the swans would come in for feeding, so we went further up the river for a while. On the way there we come across this. I think it's a dead rabbit. It thought it was amusing, so I took a picture. 

When we got to a bench, Emma and grandad sat down and started chatting while I went around looking for god knows what. Emma told me there was a spider on the floor, so I went and took a picture of that too. He stopped moving for a picture, and as soon as I was done, he ran off somewhere. :)

Now, last time we came to this part of the river and I was 'exploring', I saw my first ever wild lizard. I saw it for a few seconds before it ran off somewhere. I told Emma and she never believed me. She said that the lizard wasn't there until I proved it to her. So this time, I went looking for it again, and I found it. I saw about three, actually. And Emma saw it too. We kept hunting around for them, until one was nice enough to stay still and be photographed. He was a lot smaller than the other two we saw, but this is the only one I got a decent picture of. I think it was worth getting a load of thorns in my leg for. Damn things live in the most hurtful places. Stinging nettles, thorns and thistles. x.x

I must have hunted for lizards for over an our before we headed back to where the swans would be. Still not as many as last time, but enough. I managed to feed one by hand again, but the one I sat infront of was a little bit shy.

This swan, and I quite like the picture. 

I'm sure a ton more stuff happened, but my memory is like that of my grandad and I seem to have forgotten it already. When we went back, I played on the Sims 3. Claude got married to Echo and they had a baby with pink hair. Caru and Denzel got married also and moved out... Oh, this thing...It's supposed to be a snail, but the head looks more like an emu. Since when did snails have eyes on the side of their head and beaks? Never. x.x

...I can't remember anything else, so I guess I should stop writing now. Hopefully more interesting things happen next week.