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Aye, a gang of Limekilns families trooped to the camp site at Demesne Farm in Bellingham to become that irritating crowd who speak too loudly, stay up too late and don't control their kids enough. True. Well, almost true. We did restrain the man with the oldest campervan with the biggest stereo. We kept the kids away from the tent with the newborn baby.
We only got there on Saturday, driving down after Ewan's swimming lesson. The rest were already there. Nice wee site. Not the most lavish facilities, but it did have a barn containing lambs, which kept the kids happy watching them and persuading them to come to the window to be clapped. There was something about the dim light in the barn that made it look quite calm.
Loud little buggers though, especially when they decide to get hungry at 5am.