Sat here in Lanzarote, it's just gone 6pm and I'm tuned into my local radio station from home, Wey Valley radio. Andy and Sarah introduce the Doobie Brothers as the Sunday Magazine show begins. Chopping some fruit for the sangria, Bluetooth speaker in position. Time to listen in. It's been a while since we published... Continue Reading →
The sun is beating down, our walk along the front has led us to a complex advertising a poolside bar, open to all. In need of liquid refreshment and a napkin to wipe my sweaty brow, we venture in, pick a table in the shade, order a couple of Sangrias and sit back hoping to... Continue Reading →
We've been home for too long, 5 days is a long time. Trying to get my head round what to pack and my brain is going into meltdown. I'm bound to forget something. We've chucked a couple of bags in the car and still wandering around the house and garage staring blindly at piles of... Continue Reading →
It's New Year's Eve Eve, god only knows what day it is. It's that time of year when we are all hanging in a state of slumber and alcohol induced coma, who knows what day it is, it's part of the longest weekend of the year, you know, the weekend that starts on Christmas Day... Continue Reading →
2019 started with a bang, 6 weeks this time in Lanzarote. 6 whole weeks of nothing but sunshine and recharging our batteries in readiness for our season at Longleat. The Jellybeans flew out and had a lovely week with us too. Just days after the plane hitting the tarmac at Gatwick we are hitching up... Continue Reading →
It’s been three days since our month long winter caravan trip ended and we’re packing up the car again. This time it’s packed to the rafters. The cavernous space inside the Volvo is rammed. We’ve even squished the tortoise 'Harriet', also known as the Hedgehog, in and amongst bags of this and that. Destination, Shropshire... Continue Reading →
We said goodbye to the Motorhome Chit Chats in the rain, wound the legs up and ventured towards our last stop of our winter break, Henley Four Oaks Caravan and Motorhome Club Site. Dodging the rain drops we make it to site in good time and a break in the rain clouds. We are informed... Continue Reading →
Leaving Ferry Meadows Caravan and Motorhome Club Site early did come with one downside, we had planned to refuel the car. '80 miles remaining' the dashboard informed us, down to 75 by the barrier, 65 by the road and 'so on' until it settled at 40 by the A1. The Volvo computer had sussed it... Continue Reading →
"Is that Spire twisted" I ask as we drive through Chesterfield towards the Chatsworth Caravan and Motorhome Club Site. "It is", he says smuggly, "It's why the football team are nicknamed the Spireites". Surely this defect should have been fixed at the 'snagging' stage. We are keen to see the site, it is busy all... Continue Reading →
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