Woodlife

I started to feel dizzy as the blood drained from my face.

This was even worse than decorating!

“He’s an old friend and for the last two years you’ve made excuses not to go,” said Mrs Pablo.

“Yes, but London! It’s all concrete and people. It’s…urban!”

“It will do you good to talk to humans.”

“Are you suggesting that my Bushcraft mates aren’t human?”

“That’s debatable!”

“what hammock shall I take?”

Mrs Pablo looked skyward. “We’re booked into a hotel.”

I had visions of Mick Dundee in “Crocodile Dundee” sleeping on the floor by his hotel bed.
 
“…and you can leave those axes behind as well! One thing that might please you is that it’s a BBQ. You know outdoors cooking and all that.”

“So you think I might be able to help skin something?”

Mrs Pablo unsurprisingly didn’t answer.

So there we have it. A weekend out of my precious and shortening life written off! Gone for ever without seeing anything remotely green or wood-like!

Never mind. I’ve always got the following weekend to look forward to where I will hopefully be doing a video review of the brand new DD hammock/bivi (yes, hammock and bivi combined) and their new 3×3 lightweight tarp.  That’s if I survive the smog!
See you next week.

Pablo.