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| Climping |
I am pretty sure it was held in that small triangular field I have highlighted. The round, boy-scout type tents were in a line down the left hand side. The tent I was assigned to was towards the bottom.
There is a farm building at top right and this is where meals were served and meetings held. I think the camp was boys only but the cook was an older woman, maybe recruited from a local church.
Each tent was home to maybe eight boys including a "leader" and "junior leader". Soon after the camp started Commy took me aside and told me my leader had been sent home for some indiscretion so I was now in charge of my tent-full. I could only guess what he had done wrong. Promoted meant making sure none of my minions got lost, comforting the home-sick, leading prayers at bedtime. One of my lot had this thing of having to count all his toes before going to sleep, I suppose to make sure they were all there. This was a ritual which he carried out in full view of all of us which caused some amusement.
We each were responsible for our own plate and cutlery and had a cubby hole to keep them in. Until caught, one boy avoided unnecessary work by returning his utensils unwashed to his cubby hole - after all it was only his own germs. Based on his example I now often make an office tea mug last many days between washes.
I remember there was a short walk between farm fields and over a small stream to get to the beach and this memory also supports my supposed site.
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| David Iliffe |
So then I wondered who the evangelist was (we only knew him as "Commy") and have found some references to a likely candidate in a David Iliffe who died recently.
Littlehampton mourns the death of kind-hearted preacher David Iliffe, see also here and here and here.
