Hi Di Hi Campers, have you got your wellies on?
Yes it's 2016 and no I haven't blogged since Hector was a pup, but here we are. It is STILL raining in the UK and if I wasn't comforted by rainbows I might have begun to build an ark. It is looking increasingly likely that by the time my daughter is a grown up she will be having boating holidays (like in water world) rather than camping ones! All this water made me think of Wellingtons. Those rather fabulous boots named for a Duke and now cheerfully keeping the camper, farmer, and dog walker's feet dry. I seem to have got though a fair number of wellies in my time, I think festival life takes it out of them. Sun seems to make then brittle and then they crack and let in the very thing they are designed to save us from, the camper's nemesis, mud. As a festival girl I like a fancy welly, no plain black ones for me, or a smart functional green, no I like a bit of flair. The first wellies I bought for festivals were black with tattoo prints on. There are still