In all my years on this world I have never been denied entrance into a man fort, until that is, the ho ho hoopla of 2010. The incident took place shortly after arival, a impromptu fort was constructed using a blanket and three bar stools. If I may step back from my tale for a moment to comment on the inferior construction of this fort, a blanket and 3 bar stools does not a good for make. In a pinch I guess I could understand, but this particular unit lacked any support to anchor the blanket to the stools, and combine a low friction fabric like fleece with a lower friction surface like stained wood, and you are practically begging for collapse. but they couldn't even be bothered for a few old yellow pages to ensure integrity. Back to it, little did I know, nor expect, that the treachery would come from my own camp. My wife secured entry into the fort with my nephew on pretext of fun and merriment, the plan was then to coax him into allowing me to be part of the group. So you can imagine my horror when I knelt to enter and was not only refused but met with hostel actions. However.....