...to the public, the sun came out during breakfast, which was a full
English affair cooked on our camp kitchen and a big BBQ, so it's
suncream again today...the sounds from outside the tent are a mixture
of steam whistles, fairground organ tunes, helicopter rotors, wind
battered canvas and the explosive exhaust notes of the ludicrously
powerful tractor pulling teams engines warming up...it sounds like a
drag racing pit lane...I can actually feel the earth beneath my feet
vibrating as they rev up!
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