King’s Lynn Plus

We thought it may be fun to have a make your own pizza party, especially for some of the hen-pecked, ham-fisted males in our group! Added to which there was a mini fayre next to the pub.

 I was brave and took Daniel (who at 9 has inherited his Dad’s ability to be stupid at all time) on the ride that you sit in and go round in circles.  Looked a bit tame on the ground, but was a touch quicker than it looked.  We got a ‘lovely’ long ride as nobody else was on the ride.

Oddly enough had a beer in the pub after thsi and then returned to Christine’s for the main event

 Christine had made a huge dollop of dough, the theory being to take a lump and press it into a baking tray and add whatever took your fancy as toppings. 

 Much amusement was had watching dough getting massacred and a certain member (who shall remain nameless) loading his base up so it resembled a cross between a pyramid and armagedden.  Even more funny was when he tried to eat it and it seemed to have a mind of its own and made several bids for freedom.

Feeding time at the zoo complete the plan was to walk to the pub and get involved in kareoke, but sanity prevailed and the bright idea was had to paly Telly Addicts on DVD.  Boys vs Girls, and guess who lost – bah humbug.

Paul C

The day dawned bright and breezy and armed with a hangover from hell after a works reunion party that got well out of hand, we took the scenic route along single track roads lined with dykes and ditches to Christines.

 ’Only a little stroll’ was the motto of the day.  Once on the marshes and amongst the WASH bombing ranges the wind turned into a hurricane and always seemed to be in our faces.

 About an hour and a half later we got back and departed in convoy for a 20 minite drive to Holbeach,, which gave me an opportunity to rest my hangover, where we had booked a table at a pub/restuarant.  14 full stomachs and a few beers later we had the bright idea of haveing an Easter make your own pizza party.

 Paul C