The Malvern campers were having an outing to Weston’s cider at Much Marcle today. We were due at 1pm for lunch but at 12.30, due to a communication error, I was waiting for the Elf at the campsite, while the Elf was waiting for me at home. After a brief phone call I belted back home followed by most of my campers, picked her up and then went on to Westons. We had lunch, a tour of the factory and some tastings then returned to the campsite where we had a rainstorm so bad I wouldn’t get out of my car for 20 minutes. We cracked open our cider and had a lazy BBQ, before me and the Elf came home to sleep.
Groovy Word of the day : deluge