The wettest of wet weather ever. The site was flooded when we got there. We piad £250 to camp on a flowing stream.
Mud, wind, strange smells.
Gale force winds on Weds meant 1 in 5 of the campers went home. The skip was full of tents. Our friends salvaged enough poles from the skip to fix there tent.
I am knackeres. I would like to lay on a sunlounger and read a book.
Bizarrely I look back on last week with a strange fondness.