I had a few days booked off work this week because it was both mine and Isobel's birthdays, so Dan and I decided to pitch the tent at the smallholding and camp out on the Thursday night, as the children were all at their Dad's. We were expecting rain so pitched the tent in the morning. Nothing worse than putting up a tent in the hammering rain.
We had the most fantastic evening; we had a bonfire, music, a BBQ, plenty of alcohol and a reasonably cosy bed(was bloody cold at 2am though).
The dawn chorus started at around 4am and I have never heard anything like it, the birds were so loud! A nice way to wake up on my 33rd birthday though.
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