Thursday, June 1, 2017


Before last year it had been years since I'd been camping. We took the kids a few times when they were younger but we had a pop-up camper. Before that I was a teenager when I last went. Camping is something hubby was interested in doing. When we made the decision two years ago for me to finish work it was one of the things he really wanted to do. I had always worked Sundays and it was quite difficult to get the day off. It meant weekends were mostly tied up especially as I had to be at work (for the first few years) at 3.15am and (the last two years) 5.15am.

It wasn't something I was really passionate about doing but I was willing to give it a go. To my surprise I found out that I really enjoyed it! Tents have come a long way from the old days. There is no trying to work out which pole goes where. We sleep on an air mattress and my sleeping bag is quite comfy. I do admit to liking 'modern' (real toilets) campsites better than 'rustic' (vault toilets). I have to work myself up to those.

I love the walks. I've always enjoyed walking. I'm not in the best shape - fluffy - but I can walk for a while and there is nothing better than wandering through the woods - as you might be able to tell from some of my posts.

I love walking along the beach in the evening.

There is something really comforting about sitting around a firepit watching the flames of a freshly lit fire dance in the moonlight. It makes me appreciate things more yet a part of me loves getting back to the basics.

I've decided - well into my forties mind you - that this is the type of holiday I prefer. I love getting out into nature. I love waking up in the morning and hearing the water against the beach. I love being able to sit on the beach and watch the sun go down. I love sitting in front of a roaring fire reading a good book. Only two weeks before our week long trip and I'm counting down the days!


  1. Been a while since we've been camping, I think it would have to be in a camper of some kind if we ever did it again.

    1. The only thing I insisted upon was a tent that I could stand up in. I'm getting too old to be scrambling around on hands and knees while trying to get dressed. We ended up buying a six person tent. It comfortably fits us, our stuff and two chairs. Their idea of a six person tent is five of you sleeping like sardines in a row and one poor person laying horizontally at your feet or heads. I would hate to be that person lol

  2. It sounds as if you are really enjoying your camping holiday, Sharon. I'm afraid I'm not a camper - I prefer my home comforts, and I'm not too keen on creepy crawlies!! Your photos of the flames of the camp fire are really beautiful. Your other photos are lovely too - it looks a gorgeous place. Thank you for your two lovely comments - I love the County Show with all the activities and different things to look at! Beatrice is still upset over the loss of Phoebe and I think it's going to take time - she is very old and not too well and probably feels more vulnerable than when she was younger. We are giving her lots of cuddles and attention. I really understand your nervousness over your mum's scans. Once you've had cancer (or a family member has), you never really lose that anxiety, and waiting for scan results is always an anxious time. Thank goodness the prognosis is so much better these days and it's no longer necessarily the death sentence it used to be. I am sure I am fine now and they got it all out, but that feeling is always there in the back of your mind. I do hope and pray that your mum will continue to be OK!

    Have a great week.

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