I’m not a camping out kind of girl. I think there’s a reason camping rhymes so well with cramping. However I’ve got five kids who love to sleep outside in a tent, so we decided to put one up in our back yard. After all, since our move to the country it’s certainly big enough!
So I scoured the internet looking for the cheapest tent I could find, preferable the pop-up kind, you throw into the garden and then turns itself into a tent. Without any help from me. But then our neighbour heard we were looking for a tent, and she knew some people who were looking to get rid of theirs!
So I said: ‘Say no more! I am willing to do a good deed, and relieve them of their burden.’
Now we are the proud owners of our very own tent, that’s about 50 years old. It didn’t pop up, and it took us about two hours to set up, but the kids absolutely love it. And so do I, because it’s as if we’ve added an extra room to our house without the builders.
How do you feel about camping? And your kids?