Britain's Smallest City

Day 512 - our first breaker at Camp David's was had outside in the warm (yes really) sun.

We ambled down to the 'City' for lunch, took in the now familiar sights, had the first of many ice creams.

The rest if the afternoon was spent back the site, playing, colouring in, sitting on ones arse in the sun, before I attempted my summer stir fry whilst actually campervanning.

Only problem was I forgot all the spices n sauces. Still tasted alreet and boy ate it.

Perfick