Sunday, 25 May 2014

Camp Gribble

Well, it ain't Fowey, but it'll do. Dad's tent to the left, mine to the right, Ben is sleeping in the boot of the car.

Next job, retire to the pub for supper. Then back to the lakeside to spend the rest of the night around a campfire with my guitar and Mum's last box of red wine.

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