Camping at Barn Farm - Mum's Birthday

I think it's probably true to state that we seem to have found a 'favourite' campsite. Mentioned multiple times so far in this blog (eg here, and here) Barn Farm is the nicest campsite EVER.

There's nothing there apart from the loo block, *some* hot showers and the views over the Derbyshire countryside. Oh and the wildlife! This time, the WHITE peacock (well peahen) had had some white babies - how cute - and there were some very old fashioned looking hens - straight from a children's farmyard story book! Not to mention the swallows (or were they swifts?) difficult to tell as they swooped and dived around the tents about 1foot above ground level. Amazing acrobatics!

Anyway, the occasion was Mum's birthday - we'd done the camping thing before, 2 years ago for the birthday celebrations and all enjoyed it so much we decided to do it again! This time the weather wasn't quite as cold as last time - but also not quite as dry! On the Saturday it completely bucketed it down. We solved this problem in several ways.

1. Dad went to sleep
2. Liza Jane and Mum went off to Chatsworth, and then Bakewell for a wander (and tea and a scone!)

On the up side, we did find out that our new tent will fit 4 chairs inside around a table - and with the impromptu awning that dad rigged up from pieces of string and random bits of tent pole he 'happened to have in the boot of the car' we managed to survive quite well even with the 'weather'.