Last week Spudballoo mentioned something about her camping holiday. Something, which made me stop dead in my tracks. She mentioned that she has a ‘tent carpet’.
Clearly us Northerners do things differently, our luxury camping item is a pack of baby wipes, and usually it’s only half a slightly dehydrated pack.
I just couldn’t believe that anyone would take a carpet on a camping trip with them. I asked the beautiful Mrs Spud for photographic evidence of the tent carpet. I might have referred to her as a Southern Pansy too.
Here is said photo …
Fighting through my sniggers I came over all Peter Kay … and showed The Husband Mrs Spud’s specialist carpet.
To my shock he looked impressed if not slightly jealous of the tent carpet.
When I said “… and her Husband makes her vacuum their tent carpet” he was totally overcome with awe. I have visions of him forfeiting his sleeping bag’s space in our car for his very own tent carpet for next years trip.