The children went home very, very tired, but in one piece.
The rain came, but the only bit if bother it gave us was as we were dismantling the tents. We will live!
However, last night we didn't have rain - we had wind. The only reason the tent I was in didn't take off was because I was in it. Even then it moved about a foot.
At 03 something this morning I called time and had enough. After checking nobody else was having trouble, I restaked the pegs, tied on of the strings from the tent to "The Jolly Jess" boat and abandoned ship!
I slept in my classroom.
My thermarest and pillow had dried out (from the soaking the night before) enough for me to sleep on my classroom floor. Eventually.
Without the wind howling, all I could hear was the classroom clock. Had a "tick" ever sounded so loud and menacing as when you can't get to sleep?
I was asleep just after 04:30 and slept deeply until my alarm went off at 06:00.
Still, it could have been worse - I wasn't the adult on camp whose tent attracted all the ants!
Today's question: how do YOU celebrate the end of the fifth half-term of the academic year?