Firstly, it’s worth noting that as I type this, the new forest ponies are having some sort of meeting just outside my tent. It has been a strenuous day, and I’m very glad to be laying in my sleeping bag.

I decided it would be best to be in a field by sundown, so dug out all my camping gear and packed up my bag. Tried packing light and completely failed. 17.5kg later, I went to find a train to Brockenhurst. Not a bad journey and was under the impression it linked straight to a bus that would take me to the campsite. This was incorrect. Had a noisy walk by the main road until I rocked up to the campsite, where it promptly started raining.

Rained intermittently until the present time, although sunny too. Had brought no food so had to walk back into town to pick up some grub. It rained. Got back and made some hotdogs and all was right with the world again. I pitched my tent way too far from the toilet block however, so will remember that next time.

The collection of food cost north of twelve quid, so will bring my own next time. I am going to attempt to sleep and will update you in the morning, or later on if sleep eludes me.