I used to do a lot of camping in years gone by … but only once did I manage to get The Man (hereafter referred to as TM) out into the wilderness – it was a disaster!  He didn’t want to go but being me, I went out & bought a few things and convinced him that it would be great fun and oh I missed it.  How wrong I was!  When we arrived at the spot by the river and started to set up camp, TM whacked the hatchet into a huge tree so he’d know where it was … the handle split, the head flew off and nearly crowned him … I should’ve listened to the camping gods then and there. 

But no …

The camp came together nicely (albeit with lots of grumbling coming from under the Akubra), the air beds were inflated and the firewood collected.  The sky was turning a brutish shade of grey and the temperature was dropping noticeably as we lit the fir ...