Diary: Wednesday 15 July
At camp, the Scouts are quite good at asking awkward questions just when you are at your most busy or most tired.
For example, how heavy is a jerry can full of water?
Travel
Camping Day Five: Happy Birthday
Diary: Tuesday 14 July
I am a huge fan of Betty’s Café and Tea Room in Yorkshire.
However at camp it is Betty Crocker I have to turn to for help in making a birthday cake.
Camping Day Four: Let them drink Milk
Diary: Monday 13 July
For some reason we have amassed enough milk to feed an army. Inevitably, with the relentless pace of camp life it is easy to ignore the loosely screwed milk bottle top.
Welcome to Day Four. It’s a bit like skiing for the first time. After the initial excitement has worn off, the pain sets in and this is the day you start questioning your commitment.
Cooking at Camp: Chicken in a Pot
The Scouts have two gas rings over which they have to cook their breakfasts and dinners.
Camping Day Three: Let them drink Tea
Diary: Sunday 12 July
It is a cold day and there was rain overnight, with more rain forecast.
A hot cup of tea makes for good start to the day…and it is time to make my own teabags.
Camping Day Two: Let them eat Eggy Bread
Diary: Saturday 11 July
One of the joys of camping is that the Scouts get to cook their own meals. This morning we had eggy bread, otherwise known in posh circles as French Toast.
The ingredients and method of cooking are very simple, perfect for the first breakfast at camp.
Camping Day One: Let them eat Cake
Diary: Friday 10 July
Gochugaru Girl is heading to the Isle of Wight with her Scout Group.
The trip is off to a good start with fair weather on the ferry crossing to the island.
Banana and Speculoos Cake – Part 1
Gochugaru Girl has a new tea to try this morning.
This makes for a very happy start to the day.
The World in a Suitcase
Gochugaru Girl and Mr Gochugaru are Guardians to Niece Number 1 and Niece Number 2.
We spend a lot of time on the airport run. However there are certain rewards…
Killerton House and Garden
Gochugaru Girl had a lovely weekend in Devon with lots of blue skies and clotted cream.
So would you rather be in Northern Italy?