Holidays General Chat

Looking forward to seeing the pictures!

Once upon a time I think it was in North Devon we were camping, and it was not just windbreakers that were lost but half of the caravans did whoopsies and were flattened. Another time, somewhere, my loo tent ended up three fields away...

But it was the sheep who huddled under my tent outside cover [sorry, I forget the word] that somehow made tent camping a bit more fun than usual!

But of course it was Mark, #2 son of friends of mine - I took their Michael and Mark together with my two, a year between Michael, Avigail, Mark and Daniel, who decided to pee himself in his sleeping bag because it was raining...