- Ted & Debbie (Photographers)
You could tell it has been one of those years for nearly everyone. Dragging ourselves out of the cities we’ve embedded ourselves in is hard. Back at home we have 4 different alarm clocks. One might think that this isn’t unusual for a family of 7 to have 4 different alarms. The thing is we all sleep in the same room. We tend to (or try to) ignore the alarm which isn’t ours. First, my cell phone alarm goes off followed by Debbie’s Kloss clock radio. Henry uses a timer which makes a different tone practically Â every morning. His alarm is usually synchronized with some kind of sporting event occurring somewhere in the world. Sam uses his cell phone which makes a horrific screeching sound. It sounds a little like The Emergency Broadcast System schreech. Luckily it goes off after everyone is already up. He tends to ignore the sound and lets it screech on and on. So it’s nice when there are no alarms, no car sounds, no sounds of the city to wake up to. In our campsite, in my tent I’m sharing with Ollie I wake up to birds chirping and the Â sound of the wind blowing through the trees.
After a breakfast of pancakes and sausages our day begins. There’s talk of rock climbing, setting up zip lines across the meadow or hiking to the Pinnacles but none of these activities materialize. What happens is nothing. A nice sort of nothing. Hanging in the hammock, Wendy giving haircuts, Dave playing his guitar, and the kids all looking at Emma’s Midlands yearbook.