Back from 8 nights’ camping in North Devon with the children and Lovely Man and his son. Two tents, five pillows, three bodyboards, umpteen tent pegs. All crammed inside the car, speeding down the M5, eeking out Haribo. How to start a holiday…
Here’s my take on it….
Capacity
Your knee is in my back.
To move could you just Shift that rucksack
to your right
And then squash down that camping light
A little further…
There…spot on!
All impediments to my view have gone.
We have our bags,
We know the way
And
I think we could safely say
That every tiny space is filled
With bags or boys
and we are skilled
Enough in packing to achieve
Space for us all…
If we don’t breathe.
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