Monday, 24 August 2009

Two trips to the camping shops later...

...and I am equipped to fight another ten hours.

I have three mattresses, two duvets, four torches, two wind up lanterns, four bottles of beer and an empty bladder, having squeezed out every last drop of pee in a toilet that doesn't scare me witless.

I should make it through the night. Don't correlate the beer and the bladder. I will deal with that problem when I get to it.

You may be wondering about food on this camping experience. The food is excellent. I have no complaints. Other people are doing it. I have no hand in it whatsoever, beyond throwing daily bread and fruit supplies to the little grits. Each evening, other home educating parents are taking turns to deliver top quality hot nosh to us all.

And if you are wondering what we are doing camping in a field at all, then yes, I have taken leave of my senses. Apart from the normal insanities that come from home education, Shark and Tiger are taking part in a theatre summer school with Heaven and Earth theatre company, leading to performance on Wednesday.

And while they are gone throughout the day to various parts of the Hertfordshire woods for workshops and rehearsals, Squirrel is groaning and moaning that life is boring without sisters. That statement I am preserving so I can haunt her with it later.

7 comments:

Rachel M. said...

Sounding better, proper equipment and make all the difference!

The Green Stone Woman said...

I'm glad you made those shopping trips. I hoped you would. I didn't know if you could afford them, it sounded like you needed expensive stuff. I hope tonight is a much better night. The beer will numb you a bit, hopefully.

Merry said...

Oh yes, and a bucket with a rim, bin bags and cheap disposable nappies. Instant wee bin.

Merry said...

And lid. Add lid to bucket.

Potty Mummy said...

Am so looking forward to hearing about tonight...

sharon said...

Have fingers crossed that your bladder holds out tonight. Other than that having improved your creature comforts immensely you should be OK.

Grit said...

rachel, i am becoming less uncomfotable, which is not really the same as comfotable, but is not as uncomfortable as uncomfortable. iyswim.

irene, seriously, this camping is expensive. that is an investment. that's what i'm thinking. it's going in the wrong direction, isn't it?

merry, that is brilliant. thank you.

pm, are we not brave, we home educating types? i cannot believe this story will do anything but swell our proud ranks considerably.

sharon, you are right. the first night is the worst.