THE [NOT SO] LAZY DAYS OF SUMMER: PICNICS AND BUG HUNTS IN THE NEW FOREST
Ahhh, British Summertime. The time of year when, if I had a pound for the hand of each child I’d held whilst running at Sports day because they were scared, embarrassed, or worried about coming last, I wouldn’t be rich, but I’d feel a whole lot better about making a fool of myself doing it….
