Probably, like most of Generation Z, I have never camped – not in the proper sense anyway. In order to have an ‘authentic’ camping experience I feel you need a tent - and I don’t mean a pop-up, minimal-effort version, but the traditional type with tent poles, pegs, guy ropes and fly sheet. Pitching the tent should be completed under dark, wet or windy conditions because, to be fair, that’s the reality of camping in Ireland.

Next, you need to collect some firewood and try to build a campfire which is not easy, especially when the wood is damp. However, perseverance is key and once the fire is lit you can enjoy a much-needed cup of tea and perhaps a toasted marshmallow or two. You can then spend the next few nights ‘sleeping under the stars’, struggling to get comfortable, trying to stay warm and focusing on the unnerving and unfamiliar noises the twilight hours bring and the gnawing feeling that perhaps there could be a murderer on the loose...

I’m joking, of course, because there are lots of benefits from enjoying the great outdoors and connecting with nature. For many it is an enjoyable and life-affirming experience.

These days camping also has a new and glitzier sister called ‘glamping’ which is a blinged-up version for those who prefer more home comforts. Rather than staying in a tent, you can enjoy all manner of classy outdoor accommodation from shepherds’ huts to yurts, complete with hot tubs, proper loos, running water and log burners.