The missus booked us into a family run campsite, farming campsite no less, with nature walks, farm animals bla bla. Get there. looked more like a Travellers encampment. I drove round, wound up the windows, drove out with the missus shouting in my ear hole. Fuck that I said, we're not staying here. So, after looking at 3 other nearby sites, settled for a bring but nice site up the road.
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