Friday, 10 June 2022

Cuckoos and Nightjars


Every couple of years we camp with a dozen or so old university friends. I can’t tell you how much I enjoy it.  This year we had found Woodfire Camping a very green and lovely site in the South Downs national park. 

However, after many bureaucratic hitches, we heard our Ukrainian guests were finally about to arrive.

With a heavy heart, I warned our chums that we were unlikely to come camping.  But then we discovered that our guests’ flight was scheduled for the day after our trip – we could go after all.

Being woken by a chorus of cuckoos, going for walks in the verdant woods, cooking and eating together round the campfire at night, hearing the chirr of nightjars as we stumbled to the composting toilet in the dark, all of these things refreshed and calmed us.

So if there was ever a moment when we were ready to have an upheaval in our lives, then this was it!

Photo courtesy of Richard Allen

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