We went to a family reunion of Mr Handsome's over Easter. I hate camping, three star is camping as far as I'm concerned. I don't like sticks in my bed and food, I don't like melted ice in the esky. I don't like smoke from the fire in my eyes. I'm such a wet blanket.
Not too old for a face painting yet.
Cousins practising for the three legged race.
This is a handy rope to be pulled on.
At least the kids didn't seem to mind the fresh hell that is camping.
Do you like camping? Got any tips so I can maybe start to enjoy it.