There is a flat spot at the bottom of our land where the birches rustle in the wind and the nettles can be flattened to form the perfect camping spot. We have laid out a fire ring and Emma is loaded up in the summer holidays with our camping gear, to spend a few days at one with nature. We can just about remember how to make wellie sticks and draining racks, and how to cook marshmallows and s'mores, and it is a lovely excuse to chat around the campfire in the evening (though Rosie didn't appreciate the night a cow came and drooled copiously in her shoes outside the tent!) 
Max tests our new bridge, and Sean and Matt join the camp (with Emma)
Rosie and cigar (No, not really!)
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