Frankie's Non-Travels - End of Camp

Some how looking after 40-something young things is more tiring than just about anything else in my recent memory.
I am EXHAUSTED!!! I am shattered My muscles are stiff My neck is sore My nose is running My head is pounding and I think I may border a Horrendous Sense of Humour Failure if something goes wrong this evening.

But all in all I actually had a pretty great weekend! It was great to have so many of my own little Brownies there with me on camp and It was a pretty chilled weekend (aside from the sheer forces required to direct the traffic of 40-ish girls to eat shower play listen and sleep!

(I actually snuck off for a quick kip myself mid-morning and one of the naughty girls took a picture of me!)

I have a big week ahead with some deadlines looming So Ill have sleep when I am dead but at least the busy-ness keeps me feeling alive and out of mischief!

Aside: Mr-Let's-Go-For-A-Coffee/Date hasn't called or messaged (Ihave been checking) - I wonder if it is too early to write him off as a once off pleasant evening experience. No Explanantion required from him...

Frankie's Non-Travels Day 2

The day started with the rustle of sleeping bags at about 6am this morning as the girls gradually moved from sleeping state to Energetic state.

They all got a cup of tea and were turned outside to frolic on the grass and boss each other around...

After cereal sausages and scrambled egg breakfast (again some ate a whisper, some were still hungry after thirds!) we went for a walk in the park... Then climbing in trees... Then games.... Then lunch.... Then litter pick-up... Then more climbing trees... then chair games... Then dinner.... Then a campfire... Then Collapse!!!

Sadly two girls got hurt in the course of the day - Hurt enough to warrant bandages and savlon... And BOTH from my Brownie Pack!!! I am afraid the parents will think me irresponsible...

Amusing Incidents of the Day:
1. All the Pink Zoo Biscuits were taken before any other colour at Tea Time.
2. The girls want to give me a camp name - Flamingo
3. They have endless appetite for mash potato (like over 4 kg's) but no appetite for veggies!
4. Every girl has their own version of a new verse for the Kookaburra song! Most not dinner-table appropriate!

Frankie's Non-Travel - Brownie Camp

So I got involved in the running of a camp for Brownies this weekend. 48 young girls all between the ages of 6 and 11 years all weekend!

Now I am pretty sure that each girl individually is quite polite and pleasant and easy to look after. But when they are all together, the average niceness and politeness goes way way down!

Oh and the Noise! The Noise I tell you! I bet that it can be proven that chaotic noise induces feelings of exhaustion in adults!

Jugs of water "landed" on the floor...
Some ate a teaspoon of food and were full and Some wouldn't stop eating. (Massive appetite always for Peaches and Custard of course...)
How to GIRLS manage to miss the toilet bowl???

But aside my complaints, I think I might just have a good time this weekend, The laughter of 48 happy girls may be noisy but it is joyful. And I get to be childish as well and get in on their fun. And of course through their eyes I am infinitly All-Knowing and Awesome.

I do love the adoration...