Someone recently commented on one of our blogs suggesting we wrote for money and further suggesting the type of content we should actually be writing about. Clearly this person misunderstood the difference between a personal experience blog and the role of an investigative journalist. While we have a policy of never responding to useless negative... Continue Reading →
Unless you visit a Caravan and Motorhome Club site you can never be too sure what to expect as regards facilities on site when you turn up. Even CAMC vary a little bit but tend to be what you expect. Does anyone recognise this motto from one of their sites? I like warm facilities, well... Continue Reading →
We walked out of the chippy unable to speak, we had tears in our eyes. It was not the price or an Atlantic Cod shortage causing this emotional moment, we had just said goodbye to Mr Chow, proprietor of Chow's Chippy, Blackburn Road, Bolton, Lancashire. The Boss has enjoyed Chips 'n' a Chat for thirty... Continue Reading →
Sitting only a short walk from the River Ribble, this site is not to be confused with the Caravan and Camping Club site just across the road. Located directly behind the Edisford Bridge pub, the site is landlocked by farmland and the road. Whilst there is road noise, the road is not a busy one... Continue Reading →
Oh how things have changed, 20+ years ago when we spent all our spare time in a large frame tent watching our kids run round enjoying the great outdoors cooking ideas were relatively limited. Maybe I'd do things differently now but back then as a young, new mum without electricity cooking for a family of... Continue Reading →
Clitheroe used to be one of our favourite tent 'getaways', finishing work on a Friday afternoon as the kids left school, everything chucked in the Ford Fiesta boot and forty minutes later arriving at the Caravan and Camping Club site on the edge of town by Edisford Bridge. That was fifteen to twenty years ago... Continue Reading →
It's been tippling it down all night. The rain was so loud we struggled to sleep in the caravan last night. Splashing through the footbath, sorry the awning to the shower block, The Boss decides we need to go out later to escape this rain cloud that has decided to spend it's holiday with us. ... Continue Reading →
You know it's not a good day to have to pack up as the sunlight wakes you streaming through the skylight above your bed. Granola chomped and tea slurped. It's 9am and with the chance of a long drive ahead of us we'd best get a wriggle on. Cupboards emptied and safely stowed away, car... Continue Reading →
Old Barn Farm is situated in Liphook, Hampshire just a mile from the A3. Making it perfect for heading towards Guildford, London or south towards Portsmouth. Liphook has a train station if you wanted to venture further afield without the car. Half a mile from the site and busier roads turn in narrow country lanes.... Continue Reading →
I sit quietly at the storage yard amongst a multitude of other 'Memory Boxes.' Most used regularly, loved and polished. Other boxes sit amongst us lonely and unloved, desperate for care and attention. My fridge is switched on and filled, blinds opened. Steadies wound up, The Volvo reverses slowly, the hitch lowers and clicks into... Continue Reading →
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