Sarah and Buddy are going to sleep in a pop-up tent when we go camping this weekend so Paul and I, ever thoughtful, decided to get the tent out and give it an airing outside. Paul unzipped the bag and pulled the tent out and was almost knocked off his feet. They’re not wrong about pop-up! No messing about with poles and ropes, an instant tent. Just a couple of guy-ropes to fix it in place.
Yesterday’s storm hit us without warning. We managed to squeeze the tent back indoors through the patio doors and then tried to figure out how to take it down, twist it into a neat circle and back into the carrying bag. I read out the instructions while Paul wrestled with the evil beast. Buddy just watched the proceedings with complete disbelief.