Where did you go Xena?
We had a lovely time, awful time, fantastic time - in that order!!! Went away thursday - lovely site in a wood, tucked away, quiet, lovely people, nice kids, all good.
Friday went out for the day, got back 8pm, nightmare began. Next to us were the family from hell - 8 adults, probably mum and dad, three grown-up sons and their girlfriends, four motors, four tents, (on two pitches). They shouted, swore, and partied until 3am.
Next day, I spoke to the owners who said that they were regulars and no one had complained and what did I expect on August bank holiday.
I said i expected that at a holiday camp I didn't expect it on a 30 pitch site in a coppice, two miles from the nearest pub. I expected families enjoying peaceful camping and respecting other families and keeping quiet when it was obvious the rest of the site was trying to sleep. (At one point in the night a baby cried and someone said "oh, here we go, now a f**king baby's crying".)
I said I wanted a refund - she said she wouldn't do refunds and sarkily said I wouldn't find anywhere else now.
So, in Kbear fashion, I meandered round the campsite chatting to other people and found that everyone felt the same way but didn't like to complain. So I got them all to complain, I got a refund (for three nights instead of the two I was owed - kept that quiet!!) and we left.
Went to meet our friends who were in a caravan in Rye - found by chance a lovely site but you needed a chemical toilet. Had a chat with the owners, they lent us one, had two more blissful nights "proper" camping with no noise other than pigs snuffling about in the field next door.
You did ask!!