Rather a nightmare night. Andrew thumped to and fro all night and was eventually sick all over the carpet in the trailer. Sarah said she too had been sick, but had had the decency to go the loo for the purpose. I had a bout of diarrhoea and felt distinctly queasy – only David and Gareth seemed unaffected. Think it must have been the chunky chicken.
As a result, spent the day on the camp site, and as it turned out to be very hot, we lay around on air-beds, etc., very lethargic. In fact, several other people were lying around too – it really was pulverisingly hot. No one ate much – I sipped Vittel and ate Ryvita, and the others ate similarly heavy stuff.
Children and David went in the pool, Gareth actually managed to swim 2 widths (with the ring on) much to his and our relief. Watched the family in the vast caravan with great interest – are older than they first seemed in fact, and obviously very anxious to appear perfect.