The facilities and extras:
The charm of Mad Dogs and Vintage Vans runs throughout the entire glampsite: from the vans with their personal touches like fresh meadow flowers, to the mess tent with its old plump sofas, bunting, and lanterns, and the wash block itself with its stained glass window and pastel pink sink.
I wouldn’t be surprised if Sylvanian Families were partly to blame for the vibe here.
Beyond the fixtures and fittings, Sacha and Jo have added activities for hen parties, a delicious complimentary afternoon tea, local food to buy and cook over your campfire, and homecooked food straight from the kitchen (should you want to rest after a day’s hard resting).
We ordered the Thai green curry on our second night (£15 per head) and it didn’t disappoint. It came steaming hot in pretty china casserole dishes, delivered by Jo who’d cooked it up, along with her warmth and blessings.
All in all, eating the curry as the sun set, hidden in our own private glade, was one of the most wonderful and memorable glamping evenings I’ve had.
In fact, the whole experience unplugged us from the 21st century in a way that we just were not ready to leave behind. And if we could turn the clock back, we’d relive that glamping weekend in the Forest of Dean over and over again.