Training is done and dusted. I've come away knackered. It's a long time since I sat in a classroom, I don't know how kids do it, although, maybe I do, their learning days are shorter than ours were. We're now armed and ready for the season. I've driven a tractor and a ride on lawn... Continue Reading →
After an eventful flight, Lanzarote welcomed us with a sunny embrace. Fiat 500 hire car collected, "Do you need a map Sir?" "No thanks, you only have one road" replied The Boss, there is more than one road but he would rather get lost than buy a map. First stop Lidl, for essential supplies, killed... Continue Reading →
Probably the most important element of touring, living or working in the confined space of a caravan or motorhome is that you actually 'like' the people confined in the same space with you. Luckily, we do, despite the occasional urge to throttle one another with the electric hook up lead. Long standing friends and acquaintances... Continue Reading →
Lying on a sunbed on our balcony in January, a winter break before our new life adventures start. What to do to break the boredom of fifteen minutes each side like a rotisserie chicken? For us it's always been music. It's themed our lives from a very young age. For me, prior to meeting The... Continue Reading →
"This is why we bought a caravan" grumbles The Boss under his breath. We've been in the air little over two hours. Heavy wind and driving rain at Gatwick have given way to bright sunshine and fluffy clouds way beneath us. With two hours of flying time still ahead of us, he's read every newspaper,... Continue Reading →
Summer 2017. A quick twenty minute process on the PC, the finger hovers momentarily, then, we hit the 'send' button. Twenty years ago, balmy summer evenings sat outside our frame tents, or on the cooler evenings in a tent, in various parts of the UK with our oldest and dearest friends, Mags and Oniss. Kids... Continue Reading →
What could be better on a dull January afternoon than a quick trip to the local Caravan Shop? Outside it's cold and damp but I still can't resist a quick shufty in and out of some vans on the forecourt. New vans, old vans, I like to look, I can't help myself. A Swift Basecamp... Continue Reading →
Looking back over 2017 and it's amazing how much we've packed into the year. Starting the year with ten days in Brighton. Brighton, a town I've always loved and we were blessed with crisp and clear weather. We got to meet up with fellow bloggers, Richard and Trevor, from (Get Your) Legs Down, went out... Continue Reading →
Good morning! Merry Christmas! 7.30am and I stumble bleary eyed out of bed. Two long and tiring 12 hour days in the direct lead up to Christmas means no time for food shopping and present shopping there hasn't really been any prep of vegetables or meat for the big day. Up and at 'em at... Continue Reading →
Jack Frost has been and covered the caravan site in a crispy white carpet. The site begins to stir, slowly and leisurely. Santa sacks and stockings burst with Father Christmas’ offerings. Bing Crosby and David Bowie serenade us over breakfast with the Little Drummer Boy, good old Radio 2 playing the old favourites. Twinkly lights... Continue Reading →
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