July 28, 2014

Something different

I’ve just had a knock on the door and standing outside were two French boy-scouts. They told me that tomorrow a group of 7 of them will be out trekking and wondered if I could allow them to pitch their tent on my front lawn for the night. They even started to speak very politely in English when they found that I wasn’t French, so how could I possibly refuse. They’ll be arriving at around 7.00 pm, but I just hope that they don’t expect to light a camp-fire 🙄