The levelled camp sites network of paths are looking cosy and fab among the spring wildflowers. This is better than any Chelsea Flower Show: no crowds, no bacon rolls, peace and quiet. The day was warm enough that it was nice to feel the first shade from the row of trees we planted to mark the entrance.

The oak saplings planted two years ago by Ruth seem happy. We need them to grow a bit more for when more ash – inevitably – gets cut down.