We are spending a lot of time camping in Western Sahara - the first night was yesterday. We'd been to a lagoon in the afternoon and driven down an old seabed valley full of thousands of years old seashells which was a bit wierd in the middle of the desert. We then went on an old wooden fishing boat, complete with water and fish at the bottom to look at flamingoes. There they were in the distance - full paddle ahead, waves washing over us, the fisherman shouting a...

I have decided I love camping!! I know Ween is always wondering what will happen next when I ring him - a stray dog needing arranging to be brought back, yet another electric shock, me ringing him in the UK in tears because I'm lost. And so it goes on. I was getting away with things a bit more here apart from the collapsed tent but the other night I went out in the night for a wee and walked into a tree. Twice. I was happily squatting when I felt it rain down my ...