Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Chorus, saving and camping.

1. At lunchtime I practise putting up my new tent. I am treated to a chorus of bawdy remarks about Clare creating an erection in the field.

2. He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named hiding behind the woodpile with his camera, trying to capture instants of my life that will never come again.

3. The chemically smell of a brand new tent, excitement at the cunning features and the coolness of the tent pegs as they come out of the earth.

3 comments:

  1. From what I've been reading, hopefully you've got an air matress that floats in there.
    That's a suggestion - air matresses are much nicer than rocks in the back in the middle of the night.

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  2. do you have an inflatable dinghy near to hand as well?......heather..canada

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