Camping
I can't believe it - I'm going camping. I don't even LIKE camping. In fact, I hate camping. Who in their right mind would put a few flapping bits of canvas up in a field, pump up a rubber compartment and wriggle into a cocoon made of polyester and cotton? Then, when you need "the facilities", you wander across a field, find the portaloos, or the showers in which hundreds of people before you showered, maybe even queue for the priviledge of a wash.I am (or rather was - I got thrown out) a fully fledged member of Cacac (Christians against camping and caravaning). I HATE camping.
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