ROLL UP, ROLL UP - WELCOME TO THE BIG TOP PARK
From the 6th diary entry of Stewy Lemmon's childhood adventures.
Holidays were almost here again, and Mum and Dad loved to take us all to our favourite caravan park called Rolling River Retreat,
where all of our friends from past years would once again be there with their families.
My Dad made our very own caravan by hand, painted with artistic flair and built (of course) in his unusually built and outrageously painted, backyard, out back shed.
It was such a sight for all of the people that drove past us in their cars, on our way to our holiday retreat.
All our friends from the caravan park retreat, also thought our colourful caravan looked such a treat,
that many of them phoned mum and dad and told them about the surprise for us kids once we arrived at the retreat.
They had all decided this year; they too would have something cool looking and really neat at the retreat.
Are we there yet, we would ask again and again, then after a little longer us kids fell asleep.
We were then awoken by the sound of BomBom BomBom BomBom, and then we knew we were crossing the last old bridge from the nearby town and into the big and top park of all time.
It was a very old and bumpy bridge and we all knew its sound.
As we were crossing the old Rolling River Bridge, we noticed the water level was much higher than usual, and moving ever so fast.
The locals had told us when we had to refuel the car that the rain hadn't stopped coming down for weeks and weeks.
They also said that today the sun was finally coming out from behind those dark clouds and hopefully now it wouldn't be so bleak.
So lucky for us and all of our friends, that we picked our holiday time when the sun decided to peak.
As we rolled up to the world's top caravan park, we were all welcomed by the always friendly, park manager Andy and his wife Cindy.
He had been the manager there for twenty-three years, and my Dad also knew Andy from when he was a child.
We then saw our friends, with a smile on their dials and so loud with great cheer, when the Lemmon's had finally arrived.
There was our great Spanish friend Pablo, who we would call Poppa Pablo, and who loved his various and very tamed pets.
There was old senior, Jay Walken the Lolly shop owner, and the very funny musical brothers Anastasia and Houllio from Mexico.
We saw Johnny "The Greek Carpenter" and his son Stevie, also Andy's old pen-pal friend, Joel from Texas, USA. We were allowed to call him, Cowboy Tex.
he was walking with a slight shuffle, while wearing a huge 10 gallon hat. Last to see us was my favourite grown up friend, Marko.
He would do magical tricks for us every year and his wife Louise and their son Jacob, who was studying architecture. It's something to do with drawings or designs, I think.
They all gave us hugs and high fives, and said, now come with us, for you will all be in for a real treat. We turned the corner and there they all were.
The old looking caravans of previous years, had all been cleverly painted with great character and artistic flair.
Poppa Pablo, who loved animals, painted his caravan to look like a zoo. The old senior, Jay Walken (the Candyman) painted his, to look like a van full of lollies.
The funny Mexican, musical brothers Anastasia and Houllio, had painted a bunch of colourful and zany looking Mexican clowns, playing all of their favourite instruments.
Which included, drums, trumpets, harmonicas and guitars on the side of their van.
Johnny "The Greek Carpenter" and his son Stevie, decided to paint shapes, houses, hammers, nails and ladders of course.
Marko, Louise and their son Jacob, had a very futuristic designed van with rabbits, hats, juggling balls, a box and a saw and a cleaver trap-door.
All had been designed with precision and at very clever angles, that's for sure.
The last caravan we saw was extra long, for it was Cowboy Tex's, and he even had a van for his pony named, Bubski.
Cowboy Tex had painted his in Red, White and Blue and in the middle a large star from Texas, where else.
That night we went to bed early after such a long trip,
for tomorrow we were all going on a drive and having a picnic lunch in the local mountains and then into town at night to see the travelling circus.
In the morning, we all made our way in convoy, towards the old and bumpy Rolling River Bridge. But it had been closed overnight by the police, because of the rain and the damage it had made.
Dad spoke to the local policeman, who said, the bad weather had taken its toll, on the old bumpy bridge and it had damaged a few large poles.
We all went back to our holiday park and started to unpack. All of the childre were very upset, because, they had missed out on seeing the circus.
Then, my Dad and his friends had a long talk, while sitting together around the campfire. They were trying to figure out, what they could do, to cheer up the children.
Meanwhile, the kids decided to spend the rest of the day in the Rolling River Retreat's, games room.
After chatting and playing, for quite awhile, we heard all sorts of noises,coming from outside. But my Mum told us, don't worry, just keep having fun and talking together.
Later that afternoon, we heard someone yelling out,'Roll up, Roll up, Welcome to the Big Top Park'. We all rushed outside, but couldn't believe what we were seeing.
The circus, had somehow, come to our park.
We all started walking, towards the funny clowns who were falling down. There was even a Candy shop selling all sorts of yummies, like fairy floss, lollies and even teeth candy.
We all took our seats at the front, and started listening to the funny clowns, playing a musical beat.
Then a big voice shouted out loud, let's all thank the parents and friends for bringing the circus straight to you. After a while, we realised it was my Dad.
He was introducing all of the performers, who would entertain us, in style.
The funny clowns playing the musical instruments and falling down were the brothers, Anastasia and Houllio, and the man serving candy was none other than, the old senior Mr Jay Walken, of course.
The show was starting, and the first act was, Poppa Pablo with his variety of animals.
His Great Dane named, Duke, was jumping and rolling all about, his orange cat called, Tabby, was boxing with some hanging balls.
His Guinea Pig called, Pauly was whizzing around through plastic pipes, and so much more. Then his little yellow baby duck named, Dina was following Pablo, wherever he went.
Poppa Pablo, then grabbed Smoochy from me, and put him on a large See-Saw. He then got his Great Dane named, Duke stand on the other end.
'Whisssshhhhh, I wasn't here', Smoochy seemed to yell out, but I was ready for him. Luckily, he landed in straight in my top left-hand side pocket.
Next act, was dancing from my two, much older, identical twin sisters Emma and Jemma. I found them rather boring, so I yelled out, ' next act please'.
Even my Mum, Flo was giving it a go. She had held in a large bowl, my favourite fruit snacks.
Then, all of a sudden, she tossed an apple into the air, then straight after that, a whole banana went up.
She then grabbed an orange, that's three at a time, wow, she was juggling her fruit, real fine. It was something, I have never ever, seen done before, I hope they don't fall!
The funny clown brothers, then asked the audience, for a hand. I put up Lemmy's hand and Smoochy's as well.
They put Lemmy in a very small homemade car, then following behind was, Pablo's orange cat, named,Tabby, and then his Guinea Pig called, Pauly.
All looking so relaxed, in a car, each of their own.
At the front of the cars was, Cowboy Tex and his faithful Polish pony named, Bubski. All of the cars had been hooked up, near the back of his tail.
Around and around, they did two laps, as they sat quietly.
The last act of the night was, Marko the Magician and his assistant Louise. He performed some wonderful tricks, and even pulled a cute rat, out of a top hat.
I then yelled out, 'wait a sec!', I think that's my best friend, and new grouse pet mouse, Smoochy.
Then, my sister Emma, was introduced into this part of the show. She stood in one of the two boxes, set up on stage, and with a black cloth, Marko, then covered the front of her body.
With the magical words of "getoutofheregooverthere", and in a flash of an eye, she quickly reappeared, in no time at all. But in the other wooden box, that was so far away.
Wow, Marko is the best magician, I have ever seen. I wanted to know, the secret of that trick, but he didn't even give me a clue.
At the end of the night, Andy the friendly park manager, got on the microphone and said, 'can we all please applaud, these wonderful acts'.
Starting with, Archie Lemmon, Johnny "The Greek Carpenter" and his son Stevie for building and painting the circus arena. Also, Jacob for the stage design and forcarefully planning all that.
Wow, what a great night had by all, but, I don't think Smoochy, will ever talk to me again. Mainly, because it was me, who put up his hand, for that very scary circus, high flying act.