A FAMILY camping in their extensive garden have discovered that a slightly higher-on-the-ladder middle-class family has occupied their house.
The Shaws were camping out with their three children to teach them life skills they will never need when they noticed lights and activity in their Guildford five-bed detached.
Eleanor Shaw said: “I went to the back door and was politely blocked from entering by a woman in a Joseph dress who said brightly ‘Hello! Are you having fun in our garden?’
“I said it was my garden and my house, and she just tilted her head sympathetically, said ‘I don’t think so’ and offered me a gluten-free apple-filled cinnamon bun fresh from the oven.
“Without a house, camping is just sleeping rough. We’ve formed a drum circle around our campfire and are openly playing chess, but they practice business Mandarin at mealtimes and literally never laugh. So they win this round.
“Being too embarrassed to ask squatters to leave for fear of an awkward conversation as they brunch on our patio is perhaps the most middle-class thing that has ever happened to us.
“But if I can con them into thinking a family like theirs should really have a campervan, then we’ll sneak in while they’re in St Ives and reclaim the Aga that is rightfully ours.”
