Ihave offered and been offered in the past. One lovely lady even brought me some sausage butties and a pot of tea the time I was cooking porridge in the rain. Beleive me I was grateful, as had forgotten to pack teabags - the first site had rung to cancel, desperate phone round found me a pitch - forgot to pick the packet of teabags up before I set off. d
We're not too bad as I can set the camper up- fairly quickly. However if it is just the kids and me in the tent I will always make sure that I can make a brew part way through pitching or before if I have had one of those journeys.
I don't drink tea or coffee so wouldn't think to offer a fellow camper a cuppa!
Even when friends visit us at home, I regulalry forget to offer to make a hot drink so now they just say "I'll make my own shall I?" as they head towards the kitchen!!
I've been offered cuppa's in the past and also offered others but we usually open the case of stubby's when we get there and pitch the tent and set up. I get far too hot to be drinking tea whilst setting up. A couple of nice ice cold beers goes down well while setting up and keeps us chilled out and tempers down
Quote: Originally posted by 4humps1 on 26/8/2010
When everyone turned up at the Chy Carne meet theClarkes and HappyCamper 2004 made everyone a cup of tea, in mugs that they had painted with their own user name on ........ ( they had been up till midnight the night before painting everyones names on the mugs ) ...such a lovely idea and sooooooo welcome after such long drives everyone had ........
Wow - did you know I missed that - that means I never got my mug..
But when we got to our pitch, the lovely 'campersherry' came over introduced herself to us and offered us a brew.
My husband declined, but I had a great coffee made for me. Much appreciated.
The only time it has been offered to us on setting up.
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I have a confession to make. Last week a caravan arrived on site (mum, dad and 2 children)and the family on the pitch they had been allocated were still packing up (they were late leaving, and the new arrivals were too early). The new arrivals sat in the car and I was going to make them a cuppa and got as far as boiling the kettle. However they looked so miserable and moody that I didn't! I began to feel a bit guilty but then I thought they could have gone to the shop and got a cold drink or had a look around the site but they didn't even bother to get out of the car.
I've made drinks for new arrivals or people packing up many a time but no-one has ever offered me one!
At Three Cliffs Bay, a weary looking backpacker plodded up the hill one afternoon and asked if we minded him pitching next to us. When we said no, and I offered to pour him a cup of tea, you'd have thought we'd have told him he'd won the lottery by the look on his face! The next night, he shared a bottle of wine with us, which was sweet of him, I thought.
Our nice Dutch 'neighbours' made us proper coffee with Dutch biscuits after we'd packed to go home this last holiday. It was very welcome and a lovely way to say goodbye.
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