Camping fills me with despar

Wake to the rumbling sound of thunder, with very heavy rain all morning.

At this point, we realise just how little room there is in the caravan, especially with George marching up and down the seats, chanting (for some reason) "Bang! All the time!" ... all the time.

But by the time I'd got back from Despar, the sun was out and we were off to the pool - where Andy really made a quantum leap and started swimming properly. Hooray!