Me, my husband and 4 of out mates decided to go camping this weekend.
Since Scotland has loads of lovely places in the middle of nowhere we decided to go wild camping.
It was one of the most amazing experiences of my life.
After getting permission from the farmer we pitched up our tents next to a wee river, under some trees, next to a big massive mountain while there were new born lambs coming over to see what we were doing ( we were camping in their field).
We built a campfire ( cleaned it all up in the morning of course) and had a BBQ, a couple of drinks and some sing songs and guitar playing.
After dinner ( I was rather drunk at this point), me and my pal Niall decided to run up the hill. I'm glad we did, because the view was absolutely breathtakingly beautiful. We were just on time to see the sun go down behind the mountains ( it was rather cloudy but you could see the rays coming through the clouds)
Later on when it got dark, it was absolutely amazing. There was only a tiny sickle moon and there wasn't a light around for miles!
I did prick myself on some thistle when I went looking for some more wood to burn.
After two bottles of Caribbean Twist, a bottle of cider, some bottles of Stella, some home made wine, vodka and coke and eventually some vile Tesco own brand whisky, I felt the time was right to strip off.
I was running back and forth naked in the middle of nowhere shouting 'wheeee wheeeeeeeee'. Everyone was in stitches for some reason.
When I woke up this morning I had the most awful hangover ever, welts on my arm from the thistle, a sore back from sleeping on the ground and a broken toe which I think I acquired by running around naked.
It's been a good weekend