The tents around you are being ripped and trashed and peoples clothes are flying in the wind
When the awnings on caravans nearby have been flipped over and tables and chairs are wandering off by themselves.
When you have sat in a tent all day with the kids and have resorted to playing hide and seek in pop up linin bins (how come 3 year olds never tire of this?)
When there is a river flowing through the field!
You know how i love my Monty?...well i love her even more now !She is the queen of tents!
and...we still had a good time