Camping..what the?, page-38

I remember whilst living in Adelaide, Dad organised a camping trip to victor harbour and organised a teepee style tent from his work. Well we arrived there late at night, freezing temperature and he had forgot to pack the blankets.

So mum, sister and myself were huddled in the tent whilst dad headed off home for the blankets. I think he arrived back just as the sun started rising. Now that was a crap camping trip.