happy campers

I just went over to the camp, my tentmate is back, she is talking about fires and marshmallows, the lady who owns the tent we have borrowed has popped by and asks us if it was waterproof last night, yes it was, it poured with rain and yet I was dry and cozy in solitary splendour.
A very dodgy drunk teenage couple kept wanting to borrow use of a tent for a while, they kept coming up with very silly reasons and were too drunk to realise how silly they sounded, it made everyone grin.

Loads of support is shown for the process and people keep coming and asking what we need, earlier this guy went and got us HUGE amounts of fruit, we will never run out, and anyway, I will eat some and be sick of it.
I am tired enough to go back to the camp and sleep through it, the pain in my side is so bad it may keep me awake though.