Camping so far:
one whingey littlest girl child - 'Im bored!'
two sunburnt boys - I take on board that boys don't actually learn anything much in this regard until they turn thirty.
one girlchild who is planning to head off to the islands
a girlfriend/boyfriend combo who are very good at bossing each other round
Keith and me - surviving it all. I'm reading the poems of W S Merwin. Keith is looking at the horizon!