• Pain and Pleasure 8th Oct 2009

  Note to self: do not drink so much in the evening while camping.

  Okay, we admit. Our recent camping jaunt with friends wasn’t exactly free of the influence of alcohol.

  
  While the girls lapped up Gavi white wine, the lads downed Snecklifter Ales and St Peter’s Organic Bitter (we love the bottle shape as well as the contents).

  But we paid a heavy price in the night. Stumbling over sleeping loved ones in a desperate scramble to relieve ourselves outside.

  Mind you, local legend Millican Dalton wasn’t adverse to the odd pleasure.

  
  No role model for today’s PC brigade, he had a craving for Woodbines.

  Visitors on his guided tours of the fells tell of his chain-smoking. And of how he’d be holding a ciggie on every occasion.

  He’d even have one stuffed between his toes while he kneaded his bread, stirred his porridge, or brewed his coffee.

  Proving even the greatest outdoor types like their little luxuries.

  I’ll tell that to Harry next time I plant a foot in his solar plexus on the way to the tent opening.

  By Jorrit
  
  

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