Well winter camp was a roaring success, despite the temperature dropping to -9 on site Friday evening our little tent was very snug. The Scouts had a great time and at no stage did they complain about the cold.
For our amusement I took along a remote control fart box, and it really led to a huge amount of amusement for the supposed adults, Mark (in the photo with me above) had the speaker in his jacket pocket and I had the remote control, the scenario was that Mark wold ander up to groups and ask where the toilet was, just as he finished asking I would let rip, the reactions were amazing, most Scouts would laugh their socks off, but the leaders would display the true English stiff upper lip and direct Mark who by now would be letting rip again, two incidents were memorable, Mark trudged into the St John's Ambulance tent and asked if they had any imodium, all hell was let loose with the machine and our friendly St Johns bod became very concerned for Marks well being, until Mark started giggling and produced the speaker to the now laughing St Johns fella, sadly in the bar Saturday night it did not go down so well, Mark opened the door into the bar and we let rip, if looks could kill! one humourless couple looked like they wanted Mark hung drawn and quartered, still it cleared a path directly to the bar!
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