We had been really lucky with the weather and the forecasts had been spot on, thus far only one small torrential downpour. That's good for me as usually when I go on my hols the weather turns and I am usually berth bound. It's a family joke that no-one books their hols when I do as the weather is bound to be c**p!
We said goodbye to the folks and spent a very lazy day at glamp camp playing Rummikub and for the first time in a year I won two games on the bounce...worthy of a gold medal me thinks.
Going to bed that night we knew we had seen the best of the weather as it was about to turn. The following morning confirmed that we ominous dark clouds in the distance....oh what to do? Shall we in true blighty spirit just weather the storm or count our blessings for a pretty good week thus far. It's no fun packing up a wet tent, with a bot it doesn't matter with a tent it does so decision made and within half an hour the kids and I were dropped at the station to wend our way home.
The call was right no sooner than we hit Bodmin Parkway and bang on cue the heavens opened and boy did they opens the rain never stopped all day. A confirmatory text from those setting off from glamp camp confirmed that everything was packed up and away in the nick of time.
Three hours later back to home sweet home after a cracking week all around, although bed after a week on a blow up mattress was a welcome sight!
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