This is the first time that I have attempted to up load a post using my crappy phone. So if it all ends in tears, blame Huawei (the manufactures of my crappy phone) Why am I using my phone, instead of my trusty laptop? Because Mrs Sensible and I are in the wilds of Liguria in a tent!!
Normally it is I who has brilliant, crazy, impulsive and impractical ideas and Mrs Sensible is… well normally sensible. So I was surprised when she announced that we were going camping.
My first response was We don’t own a tent and we haven’t one of those fires that boy scouts cook their beans on. Mrs S said, It is all arranged we just need to take some bedding and a bed.
For the life of me, I really didn’t know how we were going to fit our bed in our little mini, especially as I needed room for my bucket and spade.
Sara, a friend of ours is lending us a blow up bed, exclaimed Mrs S.
And once again Mrs Sensible was correct. On the way to the seaside we stopped at Sara’s house and collected the bed that Mrs S had thoughtfully organised.
What then followed, was a discussion on who got to sleep on the ‘single’ blow up bed and me pleading with Mrs S that it might be possible to fit our double bed in our Mini if we leave either my bucket and spade or her hairdryer.
Anna and Roberto were waiting for us at the campsite, with our tent and camping gear already erected next to their tent. They very kindly treat us to a wonderful 3 or maybe 4 course fish supper and all thoughts of our sleeping predicament evaporated as I sank just one more glass of limoncello.
And who slept on the single blow up bed and who roughed it on the floor? I will tell you tomorrow when I upload pics of the camp toilets.
See you tomorrow, Love Pecora Nera and Mrs Sensible