Bazooka Joe

The campers went for a walk around Symonds Yat, which would've been fine if the weans weren't the slowest walkers alive. I mean really slow. And then Ellen developed her famous "sore feet", leading to much whinging, tearfulness and carrying. But it's a nice place.

Mass barbecue with Mandy's chums with plenty of smoke, sparks, wine and beers. Ellen did an interesting head dive into one of the disposable barbecues, which was, luckily, pretty much dead. Don't know if she got a fright but she was pretty ashen faced. And there was plenty of noise which didn't matter much until 10pm when the rules kicked in. Still, everybody was knackered after the walking.