Yesterday evening’s sea air on the cliffs at sunset clearly did us both a power of good, as we slept like logs and woke just before 8am. We made a fairly slow start, not least as we needed to fill up with water from possibly the most complex water point we have yet encountered! We… Continue reading From the cliffs to Concarneau
I ended the last posting by saying that we retired to bed warm and comfortable after a hearty pub meal. Sadly, that retirement only got so far: as we lowered the overcab bed, it creaked and lurched in an alarming manner which definitely did not appear conducive to a good night’s sleep. On closer inspection… Continue reading Broken beds and Victorian Prime Ministers
Well we’ve recently undertaken our second outing in Tilly – we are even starting to feel vaguely as if we know what we are doing, which is probably a dangerous thing at such an early stage! Having set off quite early, our first stop was the St Tiggywinkles animal hospital – famed for its work… Continue reading Our second outing
Our first full day with Tilly was one of visits – first stop was my mum and stepdad, to pick up all the boxes of bits which we’d had delivered. There was quite a pile of packages waiting in the living room when we arrived – a bit like Christmas all over again. By the… Continue reading A day of visits
We’ve always known there would be one big snag for us in owning a motorhome – storing it. We live in central London, and frankly that’s not an area brimming over with places to park a 7m long vehicle. At a number of new apartment blocks being built nearby, a simple car parking space will… Continue reading Finding Tilly a home
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