Christmas in a Caravan 

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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