a scary insight into the mind of a ginger person

Tuesday, April 13, 2004

I'm buying a new tent when I next get paid. No longer will I have to get dressed on my knees, I'm hitting the level of middle-classed (or is that middle-aged ) in the tent world. I'm growing up and getting sensible. It's a four man tent (optomism rules) with a nice porch, plenty of space for me and friends to sit in on a cold evening, sipping port through chocolate fingers and discussing the finer details of the colour coding system on sagga chopping boards. I'm also considering getting a hanging wardrobe and some nightlights to stick outside my tent door. Next stop - my own toilet tent...

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