"Furry Face TM"
was upset by something in the night and had a woofing fit at silly
o'clock. I then lay awake until seven am when I got up, used the
Turdis, and went for a spell of early morning fishing. We came back
to camp around nine am to find little movement, and then started a
leisurely packing up.
At kite festivals we are
packed up and gone by mid day; often well on our way home by mid day.
At Bat-Camp we are always some two hours later in packing up than we
are at kite festivals. Packing up is easier; we don't have to
consider how to load our cars; we just chuck all the gear into a barn
for the winter, but still we take ages.
Whilst putting my tent
away I felt the muscle in my back go. It does that from time to time.
In retrospect I should have sat back and let everyone else do the
heavy lifting from that point, but I didn't. I carried on with the
packing and loading. I shouldn't have done that.
We left the farm just
after one pm, which although later than I would have hoped, was about
what I was expecting.
Once home we were soon
unpacked. We had a late lunch, then took "Furry Face TM"
for a little walk down to Park Farm where I got the day's
"geo-thing-that-we-dare-not-mention" and up past
Kingsnorth church. I felt my back complaining as we went, but it was
a lovely afternoon; too good to sit indoors whinging that I had
backache...
I think I will have an
early night tonight. My back hurts...
No comments:
Post a Comment