The weather since we have got back has been brilliant. Well, I say brilliant but when we have 2 days to sort our awning and a caravan out it is a bit of a pain as it is like a microwave. That one of the thing i was most impressed about when we got back to our caravan considering we had been away since 2nd January everything worked, nothing was broke, damp or damaged and I was totally impressed with that. I cannot believe we have been back for almost 3 weeks, time has gone so so so quick. In the back of my mind i always worry about getting stuck here so keep trying to stay focussed.
Seldom am i speechless but one of the things i have seen today and last couple of days has truly shocked me to the core… There is a couple a bit further down from us and they have a smallish 2 birth caravan, no fixed bed, and they also have with them this absolutely huge, and i mean huge big dog. It was bigger that a St Bernard’s, i am not exaggerating now when I say I have seen smaller ponies. It was genuinely quite staggering and how on gods green earth did it fit in that caravan. I will never ever know. The dog was that big that if it was lying on your side of the bed you are not not moving you would have to tuck him in and lie on the floor.
Our packing operation for the caravan is made more challenging by the fact that we go to Pillaton Hall Farm for a couple of nights and then we go to Cofton for a week to come back and get the motorhome so we are trying to pack as little stuff as we need but we need stuff for a weekend away and clothes for a week. Also, given the fact that our storage unit is on the other side of Manchester from when i used to live in Stockport. SO to get there takes an hour and then an hour back. I will be so glad when the van has gone it has been such a stressful experience trying to pack it all down and tip stuff, store stuff. You forget how much stuff you collect. When we first viewed the Moho we were buzzing that it had a big garage space and stuff like that but now i see the shite we have acquired i am just worried that we wont have enough space in the Moho. But i have a plan for that….
Just keep going. I have absolutely no doubt at all you will get there! Big hugs from deepest, darkest Keswick en route in Betsy tae spend the summer in Escocia visiting family. One sad thing we have noted, we have meandered up fae Portsmouth and only encountered 6 foreign registered mh’s besides our own. A few years ago the journey would have been full of them…..a reflection of change circs I suspect…