I’ve been back at work for two weeks and I haven’t had time to draw breath until now. But I now have a four-day weekend (woo hoo) with only a little bit of work from home so I thought I’d catch up a bit.
During my week off Man and I went to the seaside town of Skegness. It was Man’s birthday that week and I’d promised him a trip on a roller coaster so we headed for Fantasy Island, a couple of miles up the Lincolnshire coast.
Now, in my defense, I actually did check the website first to make sure it was open and although it appeared a little like a ghost town at first, it actually was up and running -ish,
It’s a strange place. In the shadows of the coasters there is Europe’s biggest seven-day market.
So there were actually shoppers and stallholders milling about.
In fact, only one of the bigger coasters was open, so we bought Man a ticket and went to find a convenient vantage point for me to try and get a photo of him en route.
I found one sitting behind these two, who were having a tea break and waiting for customers.
So I sat, looking up, camera at the ready, waiting for Man to whizz over my head … when he came walking round the corner.
Yes, the roller coaster was open, but 12 people were needed to run it and he was number 4. This could take a while.
We had a look around the market, it appeared to be selling the usual tat, nothing original really.
Buy your luminous feather boa here.
We returned to the coaster… Man was now customer number 5.
So we repeated the procedure.
Here’s one you could have ridden on if there were enough customers.
For about two hours we had no luck at all. We even returned to the ticket sales office and tried to coerce the woman into confessing how many tickets she had sold, to see whether or not it was worth waiting for customers six through 12 to put in an appearance.
In the end we gave up, drove into Skegness and had fish, chips and mushy peas on the beach.
And then bought some doughnuts.
A few hours later, after mooching about on the beach for a while, we were about to head home when we thought we’d give Fantasy Island just one more try.
Miraculously, just as we arrived back, customer number 12 turned up.
And Man finally got his birthday trip on the roller coaster. I think he enjoyed it :)