CAMrPA Tour 85
Cheyney Manor, Barford St Michael
1st - 3rd July 2005

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After we'd all agreed on a return visit to the Norman Knight at Whichford, they managed to mess up our (Lynn's actually) organising, so they came off the Christmas card list and we headed to The Manor House camp site, Cheyney Manor, Barford st Michael, Oxfordshire (East of Chipping Norton, South of Banbury). It's a proper campsite, albeit smallish, so it's got (gasp) facilities, although they're limited and with things in the corners which nervous people wouldn't want to know about. The Manor itself is in the domesday book and seems to be the hub of the village, run by some very friendly people and providing a general shop and post office as well as the campsite. It's also partially surrounded by a moat and a carp lake, both of which are well stocked and popular with fishermen (fisherpeople? Nope doesn't work either. Lets go for 'anglers'). There's a good pub in the village, The George, which was very friendly and served good beer: Greene king IPA, Loddon Hoppit, and Ale Fresco if my memory serves me well enough.

We achieved the staggering sum of 4 quotes, the best in my opinion was definitely "You can't do a long fart backwards" (Alex Mac).

	Dave and Anna start the interesting process of trying to set up their new tent, without the benefit of drinking lots of beer beforehand.		Ah, so you want me to put these pole things in as well. Dave discovers the new tent has a lot more poles than the old one had.
Dave P. explains exactly how to go about launching the new kite.		You want me to move it where?
	Breakfast time, and there's less hangovers around than there should have been.		Good to see Alex on a tour again, now we've just got to persuade Julia to come as well.
Dave and Anna do breakfast.		Not sure what Alex is doing to that cup of hot water, at least there's no pot noodles involved.
	Bethan invariably has more energy than is good for the rest of us.		All the comforts of home.
Early morning kite flying. Too many power lines around for the big kites but the small ones kept us amused until the pubs opened.		It's a nice campsite, although the amount of water was worrying given the floods which had happened recently.
	Alex makes up for lost time by getting into lots of pictures.		I don't know if it's my Tee shirt or all of those map books, suddenly confusion reigned supreme...
It's only a tent, it can't be that difficult. On the other hand, Pete and John have never set up Andy Mac's old tent so maybe it is that difficult.		That's alot of stuff to fit into the tent. Mostly it went into the west wing, leaving plenty of sleeping space in the east wing.
	There's just too many guy lines on these modern tents.		'ello there. Of course it'll all fit in.
What can you say really.		I like to see a man who knows how to care for his plants. Why did he have a plant in the first place, that's another story.
	Sunday lunch was a return visit to the Bishop Blaizes Inn at Burdrop.		Good weather and a great beer garden, perfect for lunch.
The sun kept shining and we kept right on sitting there.		What a peaceful life, beats working for a living.