Campsite showers are never great, but I do look back on this morning's with some nostalgia. It was the last period of normality for a while.
The sight that greeted me upon leaving the block was one of some disarray. Our 2 year old has fairly regular bowels, and mid morning is one of her favoured times for the egestion of waste. For reasons not established at the time of writing, Chloe was roaming naked on her scooter when she felt the urge to purge in front of the communal facilities.
Onto her shoes, the scooter, the textured concrete ground. Maddie came to investigate and stood in it. I can record that baby wipes are effective on skin, but lack the penetrative power required to work stool based material out of the rear mechanism of a scooter. They also struggle with concrete cleansing and fabric shoes.
Fortunately, traffic to use the facilities was light, although one camper did walk past us 7 times, seemingly doing laps of the site. Her eyes remained steadfastly fixed ahead each time, whether out of revulsion or sympathy we can only speculate.
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