We win 1st Prize!!!!!!Leah’s son David drove us down to Pine Festival in two large car loads. This was our first festival on our journey and it had a wonderful local feel to it. The stage contained a brightly coloured, shoulder padded, male concierge and the local performers consisted of a variety of school dances, singers and charity workers.
Not ones to stand back and be mere observers, when Charlotte suggested that we enter the sand sculpture competition on the beach we jumped at the chance to show off our artistic tendencies and competitive spirit. After a few minutes of informal debate on the subject matter of our piece, we settled on a leather back turtle with a baby by its side. The boys dove straight in to start digging with their hands. We were toolless and clueless, new to seaside contests, but we had the will and want to give it our best shot. A grand team effort, with Charlotte our team captain, David and Phil on chief digger duty, Nathan, Emily and myself as sculptors and Gareth as overall supervisor, we stood back and admired our work. What a fantastic effort from all!
We won first place!!!! I can’t remember ever winning first prize in anything before this. Our turtle topped the mermaids, crabs, boats, cars and other turtles. The biggest surprise of the day was not that we came in first place, but that there was an actual monetary prize of forty dollars to spend at the local supermarket! Foooooood!!! Brilliant!!!
Camels wait for passengers on the beach 
The vivid hues and sounds of familiar people meeting one another at a long awaited yearly event made for a wonderful day off work and we thoroughly enjoyed being there, although it was hard to walk past the hotdog and candy apple stands without being able to buy ourselves treats when they smelled so inviting. In fact this was the first real time on the trip that we felt we missed our purchasing power. With the whole town out and about, the festival pubs were full and looked so inviting in the heat of the day. What we wouldn’t have given for a nice cold, ice cold beer. But such is the task we have chosen for ourselves that it just wasn’t to be. Ouch, it hurt to watch all that beer being guzzled from the street, our eyes wide and mouths drooling, palms flat on the pane like three children outside a Charles Dickens cake shop window.
Gareth is ecstatic that we get to buy some biscuits 
Well done to the winning team Nathan, Emily, David, Charlotte, Gareth, Phil and Anne 
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