“Ooh look, we’ve got 2 emails from Camping Isny. A grovelling apology for gazumping us, no doubt.” It wasn’t. It was 2 consecutive emails asking us where we were, and our ETA.
We checked the booking. It went a significant way in explaining why we’d had no place to stay when we arrived. We’d turned up at the site (and as such, started the whole trip) a day before we should have done. A* for zeal, F for maths. No wonder the preparations had been a little rushed.