Breakfast time
Tim: Morning, campers!
Alice: Ooh, not so loud, my head's killing me.
Michal: I'm feel awful too. I've got a pain stomach. My head hurts.....
Tim: Welcome to your first British hangover Michal! What you need now is a good fry-up.
Alice: Bleugh! Oh, morning Helen. You look as bad as I feel. Have you been crying?
Helen: No, no of course not. Just burning the midnight oil studying, studying, studying.
Tim: So, who's for eggs, beans and toast?
Alice: Urgh! You really are a pain in the neck sometimes Tim!