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Old 09-11-2013, 06:10 PM posted to uk.rec.gardening
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On 2013-11-09 12:57:18 +0000, Ophelia said:

"Martin" wrote in message
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On Sat, 9 Nov 2013 09:33:48 -0000, "Ophelia"
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"S Viemeister" wrote in message
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On 11/8/2013 10:51 PM, Sacha wrote:
On 2013-11-08 20:56:11 +0000, S Viemeister said:

On 11/8/2013 3:18 PM, sacha wrote:

Seems that way to me, too. In memory, every day was spent on the beach
with friends. We were rarely out of the water!

A cousin of mine (a primary teacher), says that remembering summers
that way, means that you had a happy childhood - you only remember the
sunny days.

No, no, it was all like that! Honest! ;-)) I wonder if anyone remembers
what they did on the rainy days, quite so clearly. I certainly don't.

I remember one or two really rainy days, running around holding a giant
rhubarb leaf over my head as an umbrella, splashing in puddles, getting
thoroughly soaked, and enjoying myself immensely.

No, I can't say I remember any of that! The days truly were long and
sunny I don't know if anyone agrees with me but we used to have proper
summers and winters.


If you ever had camping holidays you must also remember some very wet
muddy holidays too


Never went camping as a child.


The only camping I ever did was Pony Club Camp - once. I was
absolutely freezing cold all night, the 'beds' were old army canvas
things and were beyond uncomfortable. And my horse escaped in the
middle of the night and we had to go looking for him. I swore then and
there, at the age of 13, that I'd never, ever camp again and I've
stayed true to myself!
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