We were camping at Summerbridge. And we were walking up to Brimham Rocks. And a cow in a field gave birth to a calf. The Guides were all absolutely amazed. We thought it was just wonderful.

And then we got back and sheep had gone into the big marquee and that had collapsed! So we had to put the marquee back up.

One morning I got up fairly early, because the sheep were driving me mad. And I slept in my husband’s pyjamas. But for some reason I’d taken the bottoms off. So I just had the top on. And wellington boots. In Guiding you had sticks in the ground and you put your wellington boots on the sticks upside down. So I grabbed the boots, chased the sheep away, and when i came back there was one curled up against the wall of the tent next door to me. And when I mentioned this to the Guider who was in the tent she said oh for a minute I thought I was curled up with my husband! I hadn’t thought that some of the guides would be awake and they saw me running down the field in my pyjama top! I presume I had pants on.