Which is all rather a shame since the kids are about to break up from school and we have been loving our new summer aquisition which some of you spotted in this photo from my last post.
It is a canvas bell tent, allegedly 5 person, but would sleep 8 no problem. The kids have been having regular camp outs (pre- G.B.S!), and loving it.
I have always warmed to the boho-ey flavour of camping but loathed the British reality of rain, mud, awful sleep and insects. It's not that I mind roughing it at all, especially if it for a purpose - enabling work i want to do or the exploration of fascinating places. Or getting to hear The Killers live maybe. But I have never felt the need to explore places close to home as "holiday" in abject discomfort! Always the worst thing for me about camping is the damp nylon, horrid, claustraphobic plasticky tents that both suffocate and leak! Bleugh!
Makes me sound pathetic I know.
But, I tell yoos, this lovely, canvas, light and roomy yurt is so different. No claustraphobia, no feeling like I am inside a giant plastic carrier bag fighting for breathe amid damp piles of clothes and packets of crisps (which are my memories of camping in Blighty). And, get this, only one central pole, oh the joy of not dealing with 30 little bits of annoying linky poles in the drizzle. A marriage saving detail! Ok I've not yet slept in it, but I'm thinking it might happen - especially if I can smuggle in a proper mattress and duvet!! Ha! I could go the whole hog and have lanterns, kelims and a stove....yee haa!
|At dusk a few nights ago, just add a few pillows, lanterns and a glass of wine....|
ps. Your comments and questions following each Friday's 'growing cut flowers' post will be answered the friday after as part of that post - seems easier that way. This friday it is about creating a plot for growing flowers to cut, so fire away any questions on Friday! xx