Friends in a field

 It had been a while so it was time to meet friends in a field again.

I set my stall early.














Collected wood.

 kept my reputation as 'one match' KV.

 And we were off

 For a night of food, fire and chatter.

 A large full moon rose and we talked until late.

(Marginally later than the Brownies that had been marched around the field with torches by their leaders in a vague attempt to wear them out for a night of sleep)

 We cooked up bacon for breakfast and sat talking again.

 watching the sun rise in place of the moon.















The fire place was cleared (better than when I arrived!)

 But it was too nice a morning to just go home.

 So I set off for a run, the locals seemed keen to watch closely.

 I went down a disused railway for a few miles until I hit a sea of nettles.

So I turned around and headed for home.

And immediately booked another night in a field!