I tend to fill the kettle and leave it on the hob the night before. In the compact living space of the caravan, this means that all I need to do is lean out of bed to reach the knob to switch it on for my morning coffee! The occupants of the tent next doorContinue reading “Paradise Found! Camping La Chassagne, Auvergne, France”
The temperature in Brittany continued to hover in the mid 30°s. With hardly a breath of wind, I found it too hot to do anything. The poor dogs were expiring. Then we met a Dutch guy who lived in Portugal, our planned destination. He said that the temperature there was breaking records and pushing anContinue reading “A Change of Heart – & A Change of Direction!”
Dorset. A county boasting one of the lowest crime rates in the UK. A quiet country walk with the dogs ended with a statement given to the police.
Mark made a sly, nocturnal foray on to the roof of the caravan with a set of clippers. The following day, we found a note on the caravan requesting our presence at the Campsite Reception. With our history of evictions, we were more than a little worried.