Shopping

Tomorrow I am going shopping.  Not just any old shopping, you understand, but shopping to cater for a school camp that runs for two weeks in four shifts accommodating a total of about 200 students.  It's a fabulous experience (the camp, notsomuch the shopping) and it enables our students to grow as individuals and learn lots of new skills.  The brains behind the whole operation is Pip, without whom the camp (and the shopping) would not happen.  It does of course mean that I will be away from the chickens (and the blog, briefly - no electricity or internet connections in the field that we occupy) but Dad will sort out the chickens (not the blog; he reads it, not writes it).

We take some of the students with us to help.  They particularly like shopping for crisps and chocolate biscuits and leave me to look for washing-up liquid.  C'est la vie!