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Hi! I'm Eunice and I live in Bolton, Lancashire, with my two dogs Sophie and Sugar and an assortment of cats - well it used to be Sophie and Sugar, now it's Sophie and Poppie. I first began camping back in 1997 when my then partner took me to Anglesey for my birthday weekend. We slept in the back of the car - a hatchback - using the cushions off the settee at home as a mattress, and cooked and brewed up on a single burner camping stove. The site was good, the views were great, the weather fantastic and I was completely hooked. Following that weekend we got a two-man tent and some proper accessories and returned to Anglesey two weeks later, then over time we progressed to a three-man tent followed by an old trailer tent, then a new trailer tent, a campervan and finally a caravan. When my partner decided that the grass was greener on the other side of the street - literally - in April 2009 and I suddenly found myself alone after fifteen years, I decided there was no way I was going to give up camping and caravanning if I could cope on my own. This blog is the story of my travels, trials and tribulations since becoming a solo camper - I hope you like it

Monday April 22nd 2013 - S is for Stars and sillyness

This post is part of the A to Z Challenge.

I've never been particularly interested in astrology or astronomy; as far as astrology goes I think if there was any truth at all in horoscopes you could pick up any magazine or newspaper on any given day and they would all say the same thing, but as they don't then I'm afraid I just think they are a complete waste of time and only useful to those who want to believe what they read. 

Where astronomy is concerned, while I don't doubt that it's a fascinating subject for many people I've never really been 'into' it - I can just about recognise The Plough because of its distinctive shape and I can list the planets in order but that's about as far as my interest goes. I must admit though that I do enjoy staying on a camp site where there is little or no light pollution; there's something slightly mystical about a late night dog walk round a quiet site underneath a star-filled dark clear sky, and I could sit outside my tent for ages and gaze at them even though I don't know their names. I do have a friend though who is very into astronomy and it was she who caused a lot of hilarity several months ago.

She had accompanied me on a camping trip to Northumberland last August and one night came to join me in my awning for a couple of hours chat over a glass or two of wine. At the end of the evening we stood outside the awning for several minutes gazing up at the sky while she named almost every star and planet up there before she set off back to her own tent at the other side of the nearby hedge. I was just about to take the dogs for a quick walk a few minutes later when I heard her voice outside the awning, and the conversation went like this - "Are you still there?" "Yes, why?" "I can't find my tent" "What d'you mean, you can't find your tent?" "Well I went to where I thought it was but it's not there and I've just walked into a tree!"

Now had I done the same thing myself I could have blamed the wine as I don't normally drink and I'd had two large glasses, but though I was perfectly okay my friend, who drinks the stuff regularly and only ten minutes before had named all the stars in the sky, seemed to have suddenly gone completely woolly-headed. We blamed the large dose of fresh country and sea air we'd had that day and once we'd stopped giggling I escorted her back to her tent and made sure she went in it. When we met for breakfast the following morning we had another laugh about the previous night's events and I told her that with all her knowledge of the stars she should at least have been able to follow them back 'home'!


  1. I would have laughed half the night after that! So glad you commented on my blog. I've already finished reading through the letter M, and am so enjoying reading about your camping adventures. I especially liked the one where you met up with your old friends. Amazing that you found them the way you did!

  2. Thanks for the comment, I'm glad you're enjoying reading my blog. I'm looking forward to reading more of yours over a brew later on.

  3. oh, geesh, I would definitely be lost out there, stars or no. I would need to ask my old pal Siri (on my iPhone)-- how do I get back????


  4. That's such fun. I love looking at the stars, and take enough interest in them to find out what's going on and where. Next time you're over in Norfolk let me know!
    Happy A to Z-ing!
    Jemima at Jemima's blog

  5. Hi Jemima, thanks for stopping by. Hopefully I should be back in Norfolk round about the first week in September, staying at California just north of Yarmouth. I love it there, I've been so many times it's my second home!

  6. When it is really dark and most of the place we camp have no lighting, it is sort of easy to lose track of where you are. At the campground in Tucson, Arizona where we camp once a year, I often leave a lantern on. We have been camping there for years but the darkness envelopes me and swallows up all the light. Still, I have yet to walk into a tree and I think that's funny.


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