Friday January 11, 2008
So blogging every day really hasn’t gotten off the ground. I think I can be excused for the last few days, though, due to camping and so on.
I camped. For one night. And I didn’t self-combust. On that basis I’m cautiously optimistic that i will camp again. Soon.
In fact, I quite enjoyed going camping. The camping ground is right on a lovely beach so it would be very hard not to like being there. My idea of bliss would be to set up on the beach in the morning with our little shelter, a picnic blanket, some drinks and nibbles and a book or two and stay there all day. It’s not entirely feasible with the kids, but I’m looking forward to giving it a go at some point.
The only issue I really have with camping comes down to the fact that I hate living in other people’s space. On a camping ground other people’s space is everywhere - particularly when they encroach into your site. I’m just not good at communal living. The less I have to share with the general public, the happier I am. But, hopefully, with a bit of practice I’ll get over it sufficiently to get away with Mark and the kids every now and then.
Today my main objective is to have a quiet day with Leila and our good friend the airconditioner. I have to take Indi to the vet at some stage because she has swollen ears - very strange. But that will be for later, when Mark and Finn get back.







