How appropriate that in this Olympic week we achieved a world record today.
From arriving on site to being fully set up in exactly 1 hour 30 minutes. Coincidentally this was also the time it took for Small Dog to get thoroughly tangled in her camping lead, almost get into two fights with dogs 5 times her size, chase a rabbit and roll in something disgusting. She's obviously channeling her inner Montmorency.
Weather is sublime, not too hot with balmy breezes. PP has just mixed us one of her mystery cocktails. The mystery usually centres around whether you'll get your sight back after two days, although they do tend to contain at least three of your five-a-day in addition to unspecified alcohol so it's not all bad.