How camp is my monkey?

Quite, as turns out. We went camping last night and took No. 11. He had a fab time.

Although he was a bit concerned about those clouds on the way over to the Forest of Dean.




Ah, empty roads. You don't see many of those in Bristol.




While we set up camp, No. 11 got his priorities right ......

Ok, we're here now, when can we start the alcohol?? (After RGH has stopped doing that dodgy looking thing in the background)

Oh! So that's what he was doing!!

Oi, you man! Hurry up with that sofa!

Once comfy No. 11 was keen to phone home to let the other chimps know he'd arrived safely.

(That sofa cum bed? Looked fab in the shop. It's THE most uncomfortable sofa, and when in bed mode it's too big for our little inner bedroom - so while RGH was safely ensconced in the bedroom zone, I was mostly out in the main part of the awning with the porta potti. Nice.)

RBD1 was happy to be out in the open air ........

But No. 11 wondered why his PG chums weren't coming out to play ........

CAN'T YOU GET OUT?? I'D OPEN THE DOOR BUT I'M TOO SHORT!

And here I am, enjoying a fruit cordial ........

(I'm very tall)

Unfortunately, No. 11 got hold of said fruit cordial and was reluctant to let it go .......

Gerroff, ish mine

Moments earlier we'd found him like this .........

(You're thinking it's a good job we haven't got pets, yes? And possibly wondering about the safety of our children??)

Well don't worry about them (they're fine!). Worry about this instead ........

....... that's just wrong!

RBD2 enjoyed thrashing her father at badminton. Lots of times. Go RBD2!!

....... she moves like the speed of light!

And so day turned to night. And all of a sudden it wasn't so much fun anymore. It got cold. And damp. And cold. And did I mention damp?

I'm f-f-f-f-f-freezing (as was the photographist, hence the camera shake!)

And so to bed .........

Leave me alone. I'm cold. I'm damp. And this duvet stinks.

Because of his appalling attitude we made No. 11 get up at the crack of dawn to prepare our breakfast.

But when it was time to wake the RBD's we found this .......

I think that last exclamation mark indicates just how sarcastic this note is!!!

No. 11 wasn't having much fun either as he realised how basic the facilities were ......

Must you do that? Can't a monkey have any privacy around here??

After packing up camp we headed home, and on the way back we stopped off at our favourite coffee emporium but SOMEONE was DEVASTATED when it transpired that there were no raspberry and white choc chip muffins! (I feel another strongly worded letter coming on!)



Then we took the long way home. Just so I could snap the cool bridge on second Severn crossing. And the back of No. 11's head, just in case you haven't seen it enough.