Brownsea Island: Day 12

Day 12 (4th of August) (I must say this day will be lacking in detail, I recounted all of it in Australia):

Last day with participants, it was a sad farewell to the last participants but a jubilant crowd of staff shouting "NO MORE YELLOW CARD" once the participants were out of ears reach. Back at the tent when I wanted to start writing todays entry (I wrote them during the day) I was overwhelmed by the sight of the internet tent having been taken down; but there was much work to do and I got on with it. Which included taking loads of tents down because of the severe weather warning... What severe weather warning? It was sunny all day long, including the next couple of days following (silly brits; "IT ISN'T RAINING! SEVERE WEATHER")! As the day went on, rumours started spreading about meat for dinner; now if you want the attention of people who haven't eaten meat for 2,5 weeks, that is a good way to get their attention. Lo and behold, what was for dinner? Lovely crips sausages with dreamy chips (not crisps but potatoes, for those non-English people). For dinner there was a large party etc. with all that goes, and all that goes includes me going to bed.

Also the area for us to sleep in had been questioned all day long. We wanted to sleep in the wooden building that had been used for the media center, and was a part of the new tourist centre or something silly. But unfortunantly the fire alarms weren't functioning properly (because the ones in our tent are FAR better???), anyway we didn't give a grey squirrels ass about that (we did give a red squirrels ass about it) and slept in there anyway... Hooray for anarchy!