I spent last weekend camping on an airfield
Even in my crappy dome tent it was enjoyable, possibly because I was pissed both evenings.

Two summers ago I went camping up near Holkham bay in Norfolk with some friends. I had £30 for two nights and three days. £13 went on the campsite and £14 went on a massive bottle of Sambuca. This meant that the only food I could afford was six Morrisons "17% pork" sausage rolls. I'd be hungry enough to eat one and get halfway through the next before even Sambuca couldn't keep my mind off what I was eating.

To compensate, I just drunk enough that I floated through the entire weekend in an almost hallucinatory state. 'Twas awesome.



Also, we were the only people on site. Whilst we were away one day, we constructed an elaborate fantasy involving a Catholic girls sixth form college trip (we were 17/18 at the time). The fantasy was so fully fledged that we were almost surprised when we got back to a still empty field...
( Hdjejjwsjdjjf LOOK, Wed 16 Jun 2010, 10:45, Reply)