Three bods, three enormous egos, and lots of shit.........but there is still more room, more crevices to stuff stuff in, more hidden corners to push yet more crap in....and then there is Bill's lust for toys perferrably big ones in boxes, Mels "just in case" bits of ...well...bits... and Ben's cooking equipment...could there be a seven course banquet around the corner certainly not on the one gas burner and 2kg gas bottle...
The tent did I mention the tent...5 days in and its in ICU...this morning it ressembled a green stick fracture with bits of boney pole poking out the trouser leg tent fly...I'm thinking gaffer tape but even the gaff might not be able to fix this one...
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