Greenbelt

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Date: 28 August 2006 10:05:29

Well I did get somewhat excited over Greenbelt. After a somewhat disasterous start that is.

Friday arrived. I did my work stuff before we could leave. Had my hair cut to festival length and wife went out and did some stuff too. Lunchtime arrives and I finish packing. We start getting the tent and my sleeping bag together. Then.....

Can't find the camping cooker. Look in the two main storage Cupboards of Doom but no sign of it. Then I look in the end cupboard and there it is sat on the top of my stereo. Hurrah!!!!

Then FW asks if the tentpoles and pegs are with the tent. "Ah!!", thinks I. "Silly question, Of course they are. That's where I always keep then." I've momentarily forgotten that I'm now married and things might have changed.

We unwrap the tent and flysheet. No poles and, indeed, no pegs!

Rips out cupboard. No sign. Looks through other cupboard, no sign. Looks in 3rd cupboard and, you guessed it.... No Sign!!!!

FW gets frustrated. I get frustrated. FW gets annoyed. I try very, very hard not too.

FW asks what we do. I say buy another tent. She says no.

Slowly things calm down. We decide that we'll try another form of Greenbelt camping. We'll stay at home and commute instead.

Hurray!!!!! All the pleasure of Greeenbelt but without having to camp.

For those unsure let me assure you that I do love camping. I just don't like festival camping. Large noisey groups, portable toilets, unwashed bodies. ARRGGHHH!!

I like camping in open fields with few others around. Just me, a tent, some cows or, preferably sheep, a hole as a loo and some friends.

OH! and the wife.

More to follow....