Eeeeek. But I can't stop giggling. Sorry

'Tis a woman's perogative. I shall not hink less of you

If you were a kid or teenager-free zone for the camp, it was a more serene time than mine. Does that help?

No. I had my 2 and a half year old son there requiring constant "Me Time", plus two nieces, a nephew, and two young lads. Nothing like what you have suffered though.
I managed to quiten them down when I went out hunting Hobiyahs, and managed to convince them a sheep's leg was it's finger bone

I needed fourteen hours sleep to try and get over it.

That's the sad thing about holidays. You need holiday holidays to recover. You try and pack so much in that you miss out on resting.

That, plus a bottle of gin, sixty cigarettes and a box of soluble Solpadeine.

Lol....I keep dreaming about the cigarettes...Man, they would make it all okay


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Cecil Smithson rocks!!
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~ Right you are, Ken

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