Wednesday 8th At about 7:30 this morning, my mum came to wake me up and she told me that Hayley had just phoned saying that she couldn’t come to Camelot coz she was ill. That woke me up coz I started panicking, thinking that I was going to get stuck with Dougie, Ed and Ralph while Emma and Freddie went off together. The only advantage of Hayley not coming was that there was an even number of us.
I got to Emma’s for 8:30am (still worrying) and Dougie was already there, sat at the computer. He didn’t seem at all bothered that Hayley wasn’t coming just because she’d be hanging off him all day. Ed arrived and we set off for Ralph’s, picking Freddie up on the way through his village.
It’s a good job Freddie was there really coz no-one else knew where abouts Ralph lived. (It’s 1 Royston Lane by the way.) We weren’t sure which house he was in coz he’s in one further up the street a lot for some reason. He was in his house though. There was a grey dog there, one of the Weimaraner things I think. It looked a bit vicious but it was nice enough when we went in the house.
Ralph’s always talking about his twin brothers and how he has to babysit for them but I thought they were about 7, not 2. They are so cute. They’re called Richie and Henry and Ralph’s really good with them both. They came in the minibus with us when his mum took us to Camelot. She seemed okay too, called Dee I think. I was sat with Dougie who spread himself out and he was really annoying me. [Once upon a time I’d have killed to sit next to Dougie, manspreading or no manspreading.]
It was absolutely pouring down as we arrived and kept hailing as well. We got into Camelot and headed straight for the big rides. I gave the impression that I’d been on them before but I hadn’t. I sat with Ralph on everything but I didn’t mind and I don’t think he was all that bothered.
On the Tower of Terror, I banged my head on the seat when the ride jerked to a halt. He was being dead nice and was rubbing it and saying, “You alright, Tess?” I thought that was really sweet.
We went on just about everything and watched the jousting at 12:30. Ralph gave one of the knights his umbrella and just after he managed to get it back, he lost it again.
Overall, I went on Excalibur 10 or 11 times. The staff just let us stay on coz there were hardly any queues because of the shite weather. Everyone else except me and Ralph only went on it about 7 times but they wanted to go on the T.O.T. so we stayed on.
He can be really nice when he’s on his own with me. The bar things on Excalibur were really tight and he kept saying that he wouldn’t ever get the chance to be a father if he went on much more! There was this girl who was about 10 and she was sat behind us and started saying she was going to be sick. Horrible visions were rushing through my mind but Ralph was being really sympathetic and kept asking her if she was going to be okay and offered to sit next to her at one point.
When we met up with the others they were just purely taking the piss and teasing us. Emma said that Freddie reckons me and Ralph are together now and Ed kept telling me to just ask him out. No way! Far too embarrassing!
On Pendragon’s Plunge [I’m enjoying the names of these rides.] we were saying the pairs and Emma said to Ralph something about him not being bothered about going on with me. It’s true, he wasn’t complaining! Also on the Black Knight’s Revenge (it’s dark) Ralph was trying to get me to go on again with him, even though he said it was crap. And, in the queue for the log flume, someone mentioned about trying to sneak 6 people on (me being the 6th) and Ralph was stood there for ages with his hands on my shoulders for some reason. I wasn’t sure how to react so I didn’t. He let go when Dougie and Ed took the mick.
Ralph also knows where I live now and there’s a possibility that I could walk part way home from school with him after the hols.
I was winding Freddie up well badly about Davis today, telling him we were meeting him there instead of Hayley. He was getting really sick of me. It was so funny!
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