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A Long Way for a Cuppa

Well hello Pembletoneers, it is 'I' Albert Crackleport……….

Who would have thought that I would be once more recalling tales of Pembling derring do? ……Not I, but read on....I shall tell my tale.. …..

How could I refuse an invite to meet two of my dearest Pembly friends? Koen and L.B.P. (Little Belgium Pem

A trip was already planned. All I had to do was turn up……500 miles away from my home in Blighty but hey sounds like fun, let's do it! I'm on my way.

Touring the back roads of the Ardenne region of Belgium with the sun shining, the wind in our faces, no destination planned and all day to do it…. Best of all I was in the driving seat of LBP!!!!

Just like old times….almost brought a tear to my eye. (Thanks Koen)

First stop was the picturesque town called Durbuy. L.B.P soon attracted the attention of the locals…..

The café's were delightful and the Boucherie's were crammed full of local smoked meats……Pork is a speciality in this region. Well. You just have to buy some don't you. Which is exactly what I did, from the jolly fine establishment of Serge Dobson. Rue A. Eloy, 2. The purchase of a Salami, a Herbs du Provence covered meat ball 'thingy' and a huge smoked ham were certain to impress the Baroness on my return home. Now that's what you call holiday souvenirs. (and earning good behaviour points at the same time)

Onwards we travelled through the tree lined lanes……happy…….carefree……………THEN…….BANG…..KAPOWWWWW…....KURCHANGGGG….

A rifle shot ?????…..

No, I had heard a similar sound whilst travelling in L.B.P in the Lake District. It was the distinctive sound of a spring block escaping and ricocheting off the underside of the floor.

Nothing we could do….one block lost………….eight left? (maybe) we carried on with true Pembletoneering spirit.

Then exiting a corner a sickening grating sound from the front suspension …. I looked towards the offending area although I knew what to expect without having to witness the sight of the drive shaft rubbing on the top of the suspension arm…….We were spring blockless……

We pulled in to effect possible repairs………..drama! excitement!……a test of ingenuity!…. All three at once under the hot midday sun…………

Luckily Albert brought tools.

Screwing the suspension rod as far in as possible to raise the car was a fix and we were soon on our way. A bit lopsided but mobile none the less.

Don't know if any other Pembletoneers suffer from this disease? I know of 2 others…..(Lea Thermallet and Basil K. Splutterpipe) Known as Stovies….we insist on roadside tea brewing…a dying art.

Tools necessary? Aluminium whistling kettle/Percolator and a Paraffin stove. If any of you guys fancy adding this element to your Pembly trips visit the ‘classic camping stoves forum' on the old tinternet….be warned.there's no going back after though.

Time for an afternoon brew then?

Introducing 1950/60s Monitor tourist stove.

Lets raise a cup to a brilliant day!

Albert Crackleport……Pembleton International correspondent & Vintage Stove Fettler


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