Friday 1 September 2017

The Lion's sh*t tonight

"Where is ze boy?"

Those were the first words we heard this morning when Jamie's new amigos rocked up at our balcony demanding his supervisory presence.

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As Basil Fawlty might correctly point out, they're from Barcelona.

Shortly after meeting Jamie, the little guy on the left made a triumphant appearance on stage during the camp's latest production, The Lion King.

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It was every bit as good as I feared it might be.

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That's Simba on the right when "he" was a cub.

And here he is all grown up.

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It's uncanny, and all without the use of special effects. Or even make-up.

The best part of the show was arguably when rain stopped play 20 minutes in. Most of the crowd simply got up and left so there was no point in going on.

Thankfully most returned when the skies calmed down.

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There is something of an end of season feel about the camp now as people begin to depart.

Our friend Philippa departed in style with her boys yesterday morning.

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But not before kindly bequeathing some spare inflatables.

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Which were soon put to good use.

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And tonight we're out for dinner with this lot, which is guaranteed to be fun for young and old(er) alike.

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Then tomorrow, it'll be time for Charlotte to say arrivederci to her adopted furry pal as we head back to Rome for one last night in this wonderful country.

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For now, though, it's time for a final trip to the pool.

Which reminds me, where is ze boy?

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