Wow! Day eight already? We’ve all become so immersed in camp life that we’ve lost all track of time. Today was another action-packed, innuendo-filled, scorching day of activities.
First of all, after a hearty breakfast Kangaroos’ hopes of Nightingale cup glory were shattered by another zero in their night marks, courtesy of Peewits Patrol (again). Then, while the survivors went to fetch their hammocks from the woods, the rest of us collected some massive wood and built a trio of trebuchets, accompanied by a fine selection of Take That songs chosen by Molly Marshall.
After lunch we were slightly shaken with the announcement of a surprise swimming tournament. The Chapman Shield was fought for in Lake Young, and included all the usual races as well as a team raft event and a patrol ‘mounting the log’ competition.
Campfire followed, and as per normal went by in a flurry of aggressive banter, Smurf jibes (aggressive banter) and many people having water dumped on their heads during the traditional patrol sketches.
As ever, the table tennis continues, with Rohit the Destroyer battering James Stevens…and then beating him at table tennis. The bears still elude us, but Dan and Sam will have to come out of their cabins sooner or later.