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 →
We arrived at Beechwood Grange CAMC Site yesterday in the bright, blindingly low winter sunshine. The sun visor had been up and down like a tart's knickers on the trip here. Due to lack of rain over the last few days the roads are drier than they've been for the rest of the trip so... Continue Reading →
Goodbye Wales and back to England. The day is dull, damp and grey. Oh the joys of caravanning in the winter. The roads are kind to us and the traffic flows easily. The roads towards the North West display their industry proudly in the mizzly gloom. Roads become familiar very quickly even though we are... Continue Reading →
After a lazy morning the hall is cleared of caravan clutter that's been piled up as we remember things over the last couple of days. The Volvo is packed to the gunnels and purrs along nicely on this cold and frosty morning as we head to storage to pick the caravan up. Shivering my bits... Continue Reading →
We're off on the road again. After our last trip to the New Forest, I'm a little more organised. I started to throw stuff, willy nilly into the van the night before, so, when our shift finishes, I'm still in uniform as he is motor moving the van out of our compound and into late... Continue Reading →
I've done nowt but moan for the past few hours, nothing new there, according to The Boss. Since taking the awning down a few weeks ago, lifting the legs, hitching up and hitting the road and heading towards Burford we vowed we'd take the van off site and away again on our next available days... Continue Reading →
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