Camping feet

We made it through the night under canvas. The girl was entranced by whoever conveniently set off a fireworks display at 10:30pm, even though we couldn't see them from the garden. We had a good look at the stars then fell asleep to rather more traffic noise that I was expecting. Woken by the seagulls at about 8am, and I found out that biofuel on my camping stove makes enough heat to drive my stovetop espresson maker. Excellent.

My friend K is staying for a few days, she is over here from the States and the Mister is over there.  Some nice plans are being made.