As you read this I’m coming towards the end of a week of sitting/ sleeping/ cooking in a field in North Yorkshire surrounded by my nearest and dearest, a couple of tents and a sky full of sunshine ever hopeful!  We’re away with our nephews for a week of camping and fun in the Great British countryside.

I’ve been camping since I was about 6 months old (with my Mum’s Ranger Guide unit) and have graduated through family camping as a child and Guide camps as a teenager to taking the Explorer Scout unit I help to lead away, as well as camping with my family as an adult.  Despite the bugs, the lack of running water, the bugs, the lack of cooking facilities and the bugs, I love it!  A week in the fresh air with no plans, nothing to be on time for and a chance to explore the local area at our own pace.

My husband and I go off camping and don’t really plan very well before we go which is in complete contrast with when I go away with the Scouts, everything is planned and checked to the very last detail.  This trip is somewhere in the middle – I’ve planned what equipment we need to take and I’ve thought a bit about the food I’ll cook, but I’m not worrying about it too much – cooking for six is very different from cooking for twenty hungry Scouts!

I have, of course, baked some goodies to take with us; nothing containing fruit as my nephews have pronounced it disgusting!  So instead I’ve taken some Lemon Drizzle Cake (recipe to be posted on Alphabet Blogging: L is for…) and the experimental Apple and Chocolate Chip Flapjack.  You’ve got to take some home comforts with you. In theory they should last us the week, but I know what our family are like!