The call of the wild in a bookish tent

A meadow near a river on a hot summer’s day. I’d have a picnic, a jug of Pimms, a good book and this tent to shade my freakishly pale skin from the midday sun. Bliss. I am so tempted to splash out.

I want, I admire, but I will resist.

Please Santa, I’ve been so good- Fully Booked Tent

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