Mr Fink and I dropped Little Fink off at the Cub camp. It was 7pm, it was dark and there were ?herds? of rampaging Cubs charging about all over the place. We approached the 'building' where they will all be sleeping, the leaders have the 2 rooms nearest the doors (either to escape or to stop the Cubs escaping?) The other rooms have 8 children in each one. She is sharing a room with 7 boys.
When we arrived one of the little darlings was jumping off the top bunk and showing us the vast numbers of cakes he had in his pack for midnight snack. It was like a room full of Chimps. She looked a little overwhelmed and seeing as we had had all the other little chats I didn't know what else to do or say to her apart from give her a kiss, tell her I love her and say I hope she has a lovely time.
As we left her to it, one of her little mates kindly asked if she would like a wrestle.
Aaargh. My poor baby, what have I done??????
