Yes, yes. "Intense" was a pun on "in tents", so the prize for spotting that goes to @prisoner24601 for calling in with that!
Having got all the children to bed and, at five to midnight, all their torches off and voices stopped - and all the adults squared away, I did a last sweep of the camp. At 00:30 this morning, a couple of spots of rain fell.
"Time to turn in," I thought.
Lying under canvas listening to gentle rainfall is quite nice. Listening to a downpour (well, we were warned!) was less fun.
I must have drifted off just after half one...
...only to awaken at a little after half three to find my pillow wet, and water leading from the entrance to my tent, under my thermarest and up to my pillow. I know, I know - I'm camping and taken a pillow? My one luxury!
Mercifully, my sleeping bag was dry, but as I started soaking up rain water with blue paper towels and wondering if I'd get back to sleep, my thoughts turned to how the children were getting on.
I had had to magic 3 puppets / small teddies out of dark recesses of my classroom for the 3 homesick children - and magically, by asking them to look after the teddy / puppets, they found the courage to go to sleep. (Don't tell - I have an image to maintain and doing nice things would shatter it!)
The child who had been telling everyone that they had seen a murderer escape from prison that morning had also been spoken to - and a quick sharing of the BBC News app dispelled all rumours.
But how had they all coped with the rain?
A couple of adults and children had heard it. One kit tent was a little damp - but by tent inspection time they'd sorted it and their belongings were sorted (they scored an impressive 9.5 / 10, dropping half a point for some grass in their tent that I may have traipsed in myself!).
But the only tent to have taken on water was mine. Interestingly, all of the children were in antique-looking, patched-together-with-tape-in-places, held-up-with-prayer tents bought last century (well, certainly 19something) and they were all fine.
I was in one modern pop-up number lent to me by a colleague and mother of one of the children on camp.
Today's question: did I deserve it?
As I see it - better me than the children. They are tired but warm and dry and happy!