Leo Bay and the Isle of Sheppey

We fancied some island camping for the weekend, the Seychelles were too far so we opted for the next best thing – the Isle of Sheppey! SC was excited for the duration of the week, I think imagining golden sandy beaches, palm trees and messing around in boats.

I didn’t quite have the heart to tell her that Sheppey is only 36 miles square and the coastline mainly consists of muddy marshland and estuary. It was occupied briefly by the Dutch in 1667 and was the proposed site of a new London airport.

We squeaked into the last space in a campsite called Leo Bay and that’s only because we are small. We were overshadowed (literally) by Percy in his monster Safari (Serengeti edition).

Percy kindly invited us on a tour of his van which went on for miles. We thought we’d seen it all when he opened up a double bedroom with fitted wardrobes. SC was entranced and, in that small child way, asked him how much it was – £30,000 second hand if you fancy one yourself.

I assumed it was a van which would stay put but Percy cheerfully told us how he frequently takes it to Devon and the south of France. I couldn’t even see a steering wheel but apparently it was behind the 52in flat screen telly…..

After we had picked our jaws off the floor we investigated the campsite. Leo Bay is very very flowery and a bit…quirky. It’s basically Steve and Sheila’s big front garden. The facilities are amazing, there’s a big gas barbecue that anyone can use, a kitchen area and a massive den for campers with a wood burning stove and games (a robin has her nest inside and flies in and out feeding her babies). It’s garden ornament-tastic with a lovely grassy central section with a picnic tables.

The front of the site faces out to the water and there’s a gate out the back to a big piece of parkland with a playground.

We’d spent the whole weekend misjudging the weather, expecting it to be tropical and being surprised when it was actually a bit nippy for sandals. On Sunday morning we rolled up to Barton’s Point Coastal Park with high hopes but grey skies and a chilly wind made it feel a bit bleak. SC, who never feels the cold, was happy enough flying her kite and going to the adventure playground though.

A nice coffee in the cosy character cafe (above) perked us up, as always. There’s a miniature railway but it wasn’t running until midday so we hastened to Sheerness.

The clock tower is listed in the “top ten things to do in Sheerness” so we stopped to have a look at it. After about 35….seconds of sage observation SC pipes up “can we have a burger for lunch?”. Having exhausted the entertainment potential of the clock tower we did indeed have a burger in the very cheap and extremely cheerful Rios on the high street.

There are loads of other attractions on Sheppey such as the Heritage Centre, some lovely beaches, the Minster and a number of pubs. However cat welfare and a list of dull but important jobs called us home so they will have to wait for another day.

Let me know your island camping adventures in the comments!

Dover Castle and a mystery destination

Kizzy the cat has finally mastered the cat flap, our endlessly patient and helpful neighbours agreed to feed them, the big plastic box was wrestled from the attic – it’s Bongo time at last!

This was a trip of two halves. First, the next stop on our ongoing mission to thrash as much value as possible out of our English Heritage membership – to Dover!

I’m keen to write a lengthy and educational post about Dover Castle but, to be honest, I’m not really sure what I learned. We had a very nice day – balancing along walls, going up and down spiral staircases, looking at big guns and going “oooh” and admiring the views from the top of the tower. SC discovered she likes fudge (quelle surprise…) and talked about that for most of the day.

View of the oldest surviving Roman lighthouse in the country dated 43AD

The central Great Tower is medieval, that much I know. I’m not sure if it’s to get you to buy a guidebook but there is no information in any of the rooms and there’s nothing for kids in the way of a guide or even a castle colouring sheet. I’d pay good money for these things, they’re really missing a trick.

The Tower is really lovely though, amazing reproduction furniture and wall hangings in the bedrooms, it’s very easy to imagine the household as it would have been in the 13th century. The kitchen in the Tower is fun as well, there are a number of pleasingly disgusting plastic medieval foodstuffs and you can stir a big cauldron….

The English Heritage staff were, as always, terrific and very knowledgable. One gentlemen in the guest bedroom told how it took nine years just to complete the research prior to the refurbishment of the Tower in 2009.

We were lucky that the actor/musicians in residence were performing that day, both traditional songs and stories and (ambitiously) a complete history of England from the Norman Conquest onwards. SC was very taken with them and insisted on attending all their performances. They were extremely funny and accomplished but probably sick of the sight of us by the end of the day.

I think I probably need a repeat visit to Dover Castle. There are secret tunnels and an underground WW2 hospital not to mention a land train which was not running on the day we visited. Luckily we’re members (have I mentioned that?) so we can come back on a whim and not have to pay the £52 entry fee *cackles manically at all the money we’ve saved*.

Anyway, onwards to our first overnighter of 2018! I’ll tell you more in my next post but here’s a clue…..

No, it’s not the Dartford crossing…

Happy new (camping) year

Hello! A happy new camping year to you all. Every year I swear I’ll keep my blog up all over the winter but this is pretty slack even by my standards. Lucky I don’t rely on it for a living….

There’s been some changes in the Belmonte household. After nine happy years we had to have lovely Mac the cat put to sleep after he became unwell with lung cancer. He was not much of a camping fan but he would keep an eye on things at home for us while we were away. Usually snoring belly-up on the sofa for nineteen hours.

After a few weeks the house felt a bit sad and empty so we found space in our hearts for two more rescue cats – Kizzy and Midnight.

The new boys need to stay in for a few weeks, they’ve got a busy schedule of eating anything not under lock and key and bopping each other on the head, so we’re a bit limited on the camping front at the moment.

Bernice has been out and about though for some great day trips (most of which were squeezed into the single lovely May Bank holiday weekend). I’m almost embarrassed to tell you that we were back to our two faves which I’ve written about before –Thetford Forest and Herne Bay (other forests and coastal towns are available….). They never disappoint though – more details of things to do in the original posts… 👍🏻

We had a great city break in Bristol which I’ll do a separate post about.

We’ve got some exciting holiday plans for 2018 include visiting family in Germany, camping in the Lake District (must get on and book that) and a trip to Liverpool.

Here’s to a great year of Bongoing 🥂

Charles Darwin and not camping

So we wimped out, twice. We had camping blocked off in the diary three weeks ago but after my birthday and everyone staying and all the back to school stuff we were so knackered we decided that we’d reschedule to last weekend. Lo, the weekend arrived and we were baffled to discover we had still made no arrangements – no location was decided, no campsite was booked, no big plastic box tripping us up in the living room….

No worries. We’re middle class and have English Heritage membership so we settled on the next best thing – a Big Bernice Day Out. SC’s (slightly surprising) choice was Down House near Bromley, home to Charles Darwin for 40 years.

Bernice ready to go complete with new deadlocks and alarm

The upper floor of the house is an exhibition in a more classical “museum” style. There are a number of rooms encompassing Darwin’s five years on HMS Beagle, his extensive work on classification and the controversy surrounding the publication of the Origin of Species in 1885. It’s very engaging and an accomplished use of multi media resources (as I believe they say….) but mainly aimed at older children and adults.

There’s a resource room with colouring and a digitisation of Darwin’s notebooks. There’s a big case of stuffed tropical birds which kept SC simultaneously happy and horrified for ages and also dressing up in Charles and Emma’s bedroom.

Downstairs has been restored as closely as possible to how it was when Charles and Emma lived there with their children using photos from the family. No photography is allowed inside the house (I didn’t realise this until afterwards) but the highlights were Darwin’s study with his original desk and scientific instruments and the sitting room with a grand piano, bassoon, books, games, knitting and papers everywhere.

There’s an audio tour available. It’s not specifically for children but SC seemed happy enough following it round asking us random questions on the way. She was entranced with the wooden gulley that Darwin had made to turn his staircase into a slide for his children.

Sneaky pic of Darwin’s study – I’m using it as inspiration for my spare room….

I felt really inspired by Darwin. Not just his amazing, history-changing scientific work but by him as a person. He was a kind boss to his staff and a warm, loving father when Victorian fathers were generally cold and distant figures. He chose his furniture for comfort rather than fashion and welcomed guests into his home from all over the world who came to meet him. Looking at his lovely sitting room I longed to step back in time for a game of backgammon by the fire.

We had an underwhelming lunch in the cafe (served by very cheerful and helpful staff). You know when you get immediate menu regret and plate envy? I had the tepid, slightly crunchy jacket potato but looked longingly at the steaming soup made from vegetables from the kitchen garden.

As soon as it stopped raining we headed to the amazing garden. The highlights include the hothouses where Darwin carried out many of his plant experiments including growing beautiful orchids (my favourite), succulents and carnivorous plants. SC, who was flagging a bit by this point, was revived with the delight of the Venus fly traps snapping shut.

There was a harvest event on with a special trail for kids and a potato digging station. The lovely kitchen garden has astonishing pumpkins and the friendly head gardener Anthony was around for a chat.

Gorgeous flower beds and potatoes from Darwin’s kitchen garden

All in all it was a lovely Big Bernice Day Out. I definitely haven’t done Down House justice in this post (mainly due to the time that has passed with my post – 40 gloom combined with writers block…) but also because there’s so much more to see. I’d definitely go back to learn more about Darwin and encourage you to visit too. Have the soup…..!

Swattesfield in ten

Here’s a quick top ten of our fab trip to Swattesfield. Sorry for the delay, I’ve been very busy turning the big 4 0!

1. We were very lucky to see the shining yellow ball in the sky on more than one occasion. Yes, miraculously for the August bank holiday, it was SUNNY!

2. It was the maiden voyage of the Coleman Event Shelter (see here for background). Never has the erection of a jointly owned, oversized gazebo been so hotly anticipated. It was worth the wait, it’s solid as a rock and lovely to have a communal area to shelter from the elements.

3. Swattesfield is great for kids. There’s loads of kids but also loads of space for tearing around and the wooded area has an epic tyre swing. There’s also chickens and sheep for the little ones.

4. It’s welcoming for dogs. The spotty member of the party seemed to enjoy himself.

5. There’s loads to do without moving your Bongo. See here for more info about the local Thornham Walks, in addition, there’s a lovely cafe with a playground and a couple of decent pubs in walking distance.

6. Conversely there’s lots to do within an hours drive (see the website here for more info). We took the kids to Lowestoft beach on Sunday and they had a whale of a time. Lynne and Barrie tried to go to Southwold but it was absolutely heaving, they ended up in an amazing maize maze nearby instead but made it out in time for tea.

7. The food was top notch. With seven adults and four kids Lynne insisted on an organised approach food rather than the Belmonte “sausage, beans and beer” as standard. We were variously treated to chilli, pasta and a lovely barbecue with an actual salad. Salad! This was glamping indeed…. The campsite does also have a wood fired pizza oven which we saw in use every night.

8. Dave the site manager is friendly and welcoming in a gruff, winding-you-up kind of way. I gave as good as I got when I overheard him dissing the mighty Mazda Bongo!

The mighty Mazda Bongo in question..

9. Ah, campfires, bit of a recurring theme in this blog but I do have a soft spot for a site where you can have a campfire in the evening. It was so lovely to be sitting out under the dark starry sky, beer in hand having a chat after the kids were tucked up. We don’t often camp with others so it was nice to catch up with some of our closest friends and family in such a beautiful setting.

10. All in all I can’t think of a nicer place or nicer people to spend the last days of my 30s with. Here’s to another decade of great camping…. 🥂

Bernice on Instagram!

A bit slow to the party but Bernice now has her own account on Instagram!

Please do follow her on @adventureswithbernice.

Gratuitous picture of Bernice in the elderflower orchard at Thistledown Farm in Gloucestershire

I was a bit slow to Instagram myself but it’s a great place to contact other Bongo owners and see their adventures.

I’m particularly enjoying:





@loubeeeloo – owner of Betsy Bongo

My fave account at the moment though is @bertie_b_adventures and their #44daysofsummer hashtag. I’m pretty envious of their Bongo and their summer of fun, check it out!

Other campervans are available to follow. Something called a “V” “W” seems to gaining popularity 😋.

Bernice is also on Twitter @bongoblogging and Facebook here so get in touch!

One week to the next big trip, back to Swattesfield for the bank holiday weekend. See this post for my first review of this lovely site in Suffolk. There’s a big gang of us going and a bunch of kids so we’re doing sun dances around the clock….

Swattesfield in Sept 2016. Bet it’ll be busier next week!

An unexpected palace

You know when you’ve lived down the road from a local attraction for years but never visited? Safely home from France we awoke to a glorious sunny Sunday, the last “official” day of our holidays. Out of nowhere we decided to hit Eltham Palace, an arduous six miles away and 15min drive in Bernice.

I sternly instructed Scott not to let them sucker us into joining English Heritage. We had been at the place less than four minutes before we were signing the direct debit form. It seems very good value and SC does love a castle you know….

Eltham Palace was absolutely fabulous and splendid for the short trippers. I knew shamefully little before we left and was expecting a “standard” stately home, four poster beds, oil portraits, ponderous commentary etc.

The original palace was built in the 14th century and was where Henry VIII spent his childhood.  The only remaining part of the original palace is the Great Hall built in 1470. I had no idea that the majority of the building is a perfectly restored 1930s Art Deco mansion.

Stephen and Virginia Courtauld bought the shell of Eltham Palace in 1933. They were filthy rich and spared no expense on all the mod cons of the period and an extremely understated bathroom…. I’m not much of a design buff but it is literally jaw-on-the-floor stuff and controversial at the time. They incorporated the stunning Tudor Great Hall into the design (which had been used as a stable, a barn and a tennis court in the interim) .

Very similar to our washing facilities in Bernice….

The Great Hall

Highlights for SC included seeing the luxury quarters for Mah-Jong, the Courtauld’s pet lemur and trying on 1930s frocks. There’s a free audio tour of the house and garden with a family tour option. The family tour is actually very good, fun but informative with a game for each room.

The palace has jazz on the lawn on a Sunday afternoon and listening to it floating up while in such a beautiful setting was pretty magical. We’d bought an austerity picnic so we abandoned the tour as it returned to the entrance hall and hurried out to listen.

The grounds are equally lovely but quite disorientating over a number of different levels. If you blindfolded me and span me round I’d probably still be there now.

Eltham Palace features on English Heritage’s list of most haunted properties. A staff member who died the week after his retirement is said to give tours to visitors. There’s a fun article here about spooky occurrences in Eltham and other EH properties (sorry about the link to the Daily Torygraph).

By the time we’d completed the tour, investigated the giant fish in the moat, played in the playground (all tasteful English Heritage wood, not a garish piece of plastic in sight…) and had an ice cream it was getting on for 4pm. It’s not a cheap day out at nearly £40 for a family but I guess it takes more than a few quid to keep it running. It was great to visit somewhere so local and I’m sure we’ll be back soon.