camping

It is thanks to the great Facebook that I am sitting here with a glazed look on my face and a deep desire to go camping. (Well, it could also partly be thanks to the yummy wine I'm drinking... but I blame Facebook!)
As a child I spent the year dreaming of camping, except for the summer when I was camping. As a not-child I still spend a lot of the year dreaming of camping. Over the years the Durdle Door campsite (my childhood campsite) has changed and adapted... it is now a caravan site with just three camping fields, as opposed to the six or seven that once existed. But I still think fondly of it far too often. I miss camping. I love camping. Ever been camping? Tell me your camping stories....