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Thursday, 6 October 2016

Campsite

It had started quite well. The tent was erected and he curled up in his sleeping bag.
The wind woke him up and then the rain came. It was about 2am.
Both increased in their ferocity and the tent rattled around. The pegs were pulled out of the ground. He tried to fix it, but to no avail.
By 4am he was in his car, wide awake and drenched. The tent was a hundred fields or more away.
He was done with camping.

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