When we camped also ate lot of soup. Packet soup, but it was the 70s and people thought additives were a good thing. At home we never had starters (entrees?) but on holiday it was always a bowl of soup and a couple slices of bread before dinner.
We were active kids at home, but swarming over a campsite playground or running shrieking up and down a beach or just for cover when it next rained (and even walking to the toilet block numerous times a day) were things that needed extra fuel in our bellies.
We used to have a big bag for water. When my sis and I went to the standpipe we'd do our best to fill it with as much as we could, and struggle gamely back to the tent. Dads would always fill it to the top on his late evening water collection, sigh - daddies are so strong. It had a tap on it, which we all delighted in turning, making things like cleaning teeth exciting.
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