Just another observation on the life of a cub leader and how glamorous it is. For the programme we had planned this Monday we were quite mob handed at 5 adults plus 2 explorer scouts. So me and another adult spent much of the evening on our hands and knees cleaning some ground sheets that had been put away muddy.
Later one of the seconders decided to vomit all over the floor, one of the explorers, bless him, volunteered to clean it up.
Who said doing this isn't glamorous?