Two weeks ago we put a Country House Hideout tent up in the Malverns for Channel 4 then promptly took it down again 48 hours later. Henk and his opening crew then set off for the Hamptworth Estate to put four more up in the New Forest.
Guy Anderson and his team had already been hard at work levelling and preparing the sites. By the time I arrived on Wednesday it was clear that the time we had set ourselves, six weeks, was extremely ambitious. 48 hours to go before the arrival of the first journalists and the tents were up but it looked like the Battle of the Somme had been taking place around them.
Thanks to Herculean efforts by all concerned, the tents looked idyllic by Friday afternoon and we could afford ourselves a sit down and a coffee.
We knew that things like the 78 player would be a hit but it turned out that the field telephones scavenged across army surplus stores in central Europe proved even more fascinating. Mobiles were cast aside and long forgotten cries of "Daddy, but how does that work?" echoed through the forest.
The biggest laugh of the weekend was when yours truly announced to the Andersons, whose seat Hamptworth had been for generations, that I would show them how the tractor worked that would re-charge the batteries. That the ultimate townie who had first got onto a tractor 24 hours earlier could show these gentle country folk how to operate one is the equivalent of them showing me how an Oyster card worked. Peals of laughter all round.
My personal favourite was the shower. Being the exhibitionist, I rolled the sides of the bathing tent up and communed with the trees and the warm water. Having got a fire going to heat the water tank and hand pumped to the bucket that served as a shower head, you felt you had really earned it. Far better than any shower at home.
I was really sorry to leave the encampment on Sunday evening. The tents are so classy and such fun that I could quite easily have moved in and be done with the suburbs.
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