Last week we spent three lovely nights camping at our friends farm, in a fresh mown hay meadow next to the river. It's not exactly wilderness camping but so beautiful and quiet, and you can always duck home if you forget anything. Or need to use the loo for that matter.
We made damper and cooked it on sticks and filled them with butter and golden syrup, something I loved doing as a little one. But the peeps thought it took too long to cook, spoilt perhaps by the instant toasting of marshmallows we usually do. We picked more berries, fished for salmon, swam in the river and ate delicious food in the camp oven. And as an added bonus, there was enough hay stuck to our clothes when we got home to mulch a garden bed! Hooray!