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Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak…
“Can’t you see the funny side?” I asked a rather grumpy Mark.
Children playing nicely can add to the ambience of a campsite. As we tucked into Frankie’s breakfast special on the terrace that morning, the sound of three toddlers enjoying the sandpit was a genuine pleasure. Kokořín had exceeded all expectations, although moving to a place called Český ráj – Bohemian Paradise had launched our hopes into the exosphere.
But we made a terrible mistake.
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