Nell: Well, thank goodness for Jim.
Me: Yes. He’s very sensible isn’t he?
Nell: I think his idea is excellent. Apparently there is a suitable place not too far away run by a cousin of his with a variety of options.
Me: Perfect.
Nell: Mutley and I can stay in a caravan with en suite facilities.
Me: Good.
Nell: Harriet and Poppy can glamp in one of those Mongolians.
Me: Yurts.
Nell: Bless you. And Jim and David can go back to nature and camp in a tent.
Me: What about me?
Nell: What about you?
Me: Am I caravanning, glamping, or camping?
Nell: I would have thought the answer was obvious.
Me: I’m in a tent, aren’t I? On my own, miles from anyone. No phone, no bed, no bath. Wild animals all around me.
Nell: In Devon? Calm down. You are sharing a caravan with me.
Me: Thank goodness.
Nell: You can’t possibly be left to your own devices. Your imagination would completely run away with you and then where would we be?
Me: Yes, sorry.
