Glamping

After a rubbish day at work me and Floss escapes for a weekend away.
Lovely wee campsite- we have the only Shepherds Hut, there is a yurt next to us and the rest are wee wooden pods.
After a quick coffee Floss went to collect the ploughman’s box I’d pre-ordered from a local cafe- it was jam packed with cheese, home made pork pie and loads of bread, crackers, fruit and nuts- and as a nice wee touch some edible glitter. I don’t think I’ve had a glittery pork pie before!
We got a wee fire going, drank some rum and blethered nonsense. And chatted with the tipsy young couple in the yurt and their dog Titan.