Yes, it’s that standard combination of fish, chips and camping once more. This weekend we find ourselves in Hurley, just down the road from Henley upon Thames, home to the famous regatta which will be in town next weekend.
Not too many “hooray Henrys” on the campsite tonight, just plenty of hungry people looking to partake in fish’n’chips from a van. A decent size of van this one, and they were knocking out fish’n’chips at a rate of knots (all freshly cooked to order).
Once again, there’s no photo because we were very hungry, and keen to soak up a little alcohol that had been imbibed as part of the first of this year’s “camping mini beer festivals”. Big beer festivals tend to be a rather dull affair so we’ve taken to holding our own, by sharing bottles and cans that we’ve been storing up over the winter.
Instead you can make do with this photo of the sun going down over the Thames.
The fish’n’chips were very tasty, not the best that we’ve ever had, but they certainly filled a gap which needed filling with food.