We're back from Cornwall! It only took us 7 sodding hours...
Campsite very clean and pretty, hot showers and lovely people running it, but it was... sterile. The field we were in was full of caravans, which possibly accounted for it, but it didn't feel like 'real' camping. Lots of windbreak-shielded fiefdoms and glowering at passersby. And there were times it felt a little like going round Asda in Beckton (simmering undercurrents of violence, lots of tattooed overweight women with Croydon facelift hairdos - sorry, that sounds awfully snobby of me, but it's true), but that wasn't the site's fault, per se. Had one kid and his mum walk past, look our tent up and down and go 'mum, that tent's fackin' horrible' 'yes, son, it is'...
Someone left a note on our car one night. It read "Sort out the fucking snoring!!!! PS We know where you camp!!!!!!" (which says a lot for their intelligence, given the car was parked on the pitch... but then I've heard it said that you can deduct several IQ points for each extraneous exclamation mark used...)
So that was nice (yes, DH snores, but really?). We used the swimming pool at the site a few times but there was no way on God's earth we were entering the seventh circle of hell clubhouse for cash bingo and cabaret. Thankfully the weather was mostly gorgeous and always warm so we spent most of the time offsite.
Main good thing was the location - some beautiful, beautiful beaches and a few lovely country pubs helped ease the pain. We also sussed out some lovely small scale sites nearby to go back to, as we did enjoy the area a lot.
I'm really looking forward to my weekend in Bedgebury next month as an antidote, now!
Sooo, how's everyone else? I've just read the last 10 pages and am still giggling at Emperor Freakin' Palpatine with pockets....:o