I think the campsite ticket I bought from a bloke down the pub was a wrong'un.
The site looked nothing like I was expecting, it said Maison Merde on the ticket but wasn't much better than Beausejohn.
The chip van got bogged down and someone stole my spare frying oil. The battered sausages turned out to be vegetarian pretend meat and my plan to sell sushi back fired as the fish came ready cooked.
Still, all in all, a reasonable weekend, I only got assaulted once by the Gimp.
