So. We have investigated the Camp mentality of childcare. From the 1950s, care was either the upper-class arranging lower-class permanent-daycare or the Butlins-related 'Week's holiday for a week's money' internal holiday. But now we have moved on. In the Good Ol' USA, the summer camp led to Lord Of the Flies and Camp Granada from yesterday.This one has been different and totally wonderful. I can fully recommend the Portsmouth Outdoor Centre and their schedule of manic marine activities, in fact, I shall return with as many of my associates as possible.
Later we had lunch and went out again for lesson #2, in which we didn't capsize but laughed even more.
So, you think this should be enough. But no, he picked me up and we sped across town (traffic jam) to SWIMMING LESSON.
This is my last week as Yellow Hat and I was only 7 minutes late.
Hot foot to cricket on the seafront. It looked normal but at the last minute, just when a lot of the PuddleParents had joined us expecting a quiet beery time, it was declared Parental Join-In time (like last week) and it restarted. Ben lent us his bat. I played 5 matches with Stupid-Head on my team and we lost in the final for the second week running. Later Ben and I cricketed and ate sausage inna bun at the other side of the pitch. It was dark when we left after 2 1/2 hours, double cricket if ever I saw one.
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