Caravan Holiday - part 1

 It was that time of year again, the Beavers needed some quality family time together. Mr Beaver dusted off the thick layer of dust covering their trusty caravan and asked the family to pack the essentials.

"What a splendid idea!"

Mrs B was a having a little trouble deciding which "essentials" to pack.

"Do you think eau de violets or eau de lavender would be best for the trip?"

After much deliberation, they were ready to load the car and set off!

"What on earth do you have in here Mrs B, it ways a tonne!"
"Oh its probably your shoes, Mr B. They're terribly chunky!"
"Right..."

And they were off...

"Eye spy with my little eye, something beginning with C..."
"...Cows?"

"...something beginning with G..."
"... Goats?"

"... something being with L..."
"...Lake? The lake! Were here!"

They finally arrived at the beautiful Sylvanian Lake. Mrs Beaver spied the perfect spot for them to get settled in.

"Well done Mrs B, this really is the perfect spot. When you've finished unpacking all your eau  de toilettes, come and enjoy your veggie kebab!"

to be continued...