Camping in tents

Do you remember that? Hi de Hi, classic TV from my childhood and I can’t go near a camp site without hearing her voice.


We weren’t going too far afield Just In Case. So we headed off towards the North Kent beaches and Paul decided we’d try out the Two Chimneys campsite as he used to go their as a child. 

However, tent up, bedrooms ready it was time to hit the beach and take the girls to their Peter Pan party. 


We returned around 6pm and ordered dinner from the take away on site, they’d run out of fish and chips already (?) but 2 x chicken nuggets, a chicken Kiev and scampi and chips they had. We watched the poor lady work on her own to get it already whilst there were others in the queue waiting. A bit slow but we made it and headed back ‘home’ for our meal. 

paul and girls

Afterwards, we took the girls to an excellent play area and on to see the swimming pool which was quite handily next to the clubhouse. It was disco night and so we stopped for a drink and took the girls to cut some carpet for their first time. 80’s favourites, I was in my element! 

So would the girls sleep in their new fun bedroom? Noooo, we had screaming, tears, ‘No daddy! No mummy! No na’nights’ and eventually they sat in Pauls’ lap whilst I read them The monkey with a bright blue bottom by Steve Smallman and eventually dropped off. We separated them, one in each bedroom so they wouldn’t wake each other up. 


Dancing queens

A bottle of wine later (This is Mari’s idea of camping Paul!) I crawled into my sleeping bag in full pyjamas as I wasn’t taking any risks. Had I known I would be sleeping in the girl’s room with Bessie I would have blown that mattress up to its max as well, as it was, “It’ll be ok for the girls”, clearly wasn’t enough. I slept like a banana, my bottom to the floor, my head and legs higher, so infinitely more difficult to turn and get comfy. 

I didn’t sleep well, admittedly the atrocious amount of wine didn’t do me any favours either. Alice was awake and sparkling at 6am on hearing a flock of seagulls shriek overhead and Sunday was born. 

Even the delicious ‘Full English breakfast baguette from the take away did nothing for my head and after a walk around the park to check out the static caravans we headed home, camping for this year crossed off the To Do List. 

Do you like camping?


  1. ourprivateblog
    September 6, 2010 / 6:53 PM

    I love it – but in small doses!!!!

    • September 8, 2010 / 1:02 PM

      Pretty much the smae as me then

  2. Amy Wilders
    September 6, 2010 / 8:20 PM

    I’ve never fancied camping. Well done to you for going. Sounds like a little adventure!! The question is, will you be going again?? xx

    • September 8, 2010 / 1:04 PM

      Trouble is Paul likes it so much that yes I will most definitely be going again. Then the girls in turn will come to love it and I will be going again and again.
      So my best hope is to make it as comfortable an experience as possible – watch this space…I’m thinking ‘Glamping’ :)

  3. If I Could Escape . . .
    September 8, 2010 / 3:05 PM

    Haven’t ever camped really — we have a winnie though and have camped in that in Tennessee. Good times!

    • September 9, 2010 / 8:48 AM

      Tennessee…sounds so far away and exotic to the likes of me. I’m really hoping to get back to the US soon with the girls and Florida is top of the list x

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