I ordered perfect weather and got it once again. We left the Essex flatlands at about four in the morning, reaching Wareham just before eight, where we had a great breakfast at a nameless cafe in the High Street ( sorry, the old memory ain't what it was ).
Ten minutes after brekkie, we ( I ) was putting up the tent at a small site in Langton Matravers, while Dan sat in the car. No....no, really, I don't need any help, you sit in the car and play with your phone. Anyway, tent up and I pop to the shop, come back and he's asleep in the tent ! The youth of today, eh....in my day, etc, etc.
|Give Dad a hug|