Sums up the weekend

Each year there seems to be more and more kids. I think there was over twenty of us this Clivestock. Despite it being a music festival. It's more about sitting around the tents, chatting, eating and having fun.

Why I decided to potty train Esther five days before, I don't know! There was a poo incident in the tent. Fair play to Claire for helping to clear up the massacre.

Gutted I missed the late night jacket taters round the firepit but I was so tired, straight to bed with the little ones. We all stayed up to 11pm though so not considered lightweight I don't think!

Reasons to be cheerful:
Great friends and family still meeting up for our annual camping festival five years on.









Reasons to be cheerful: