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Serial Non-Poster…

Once again I find myself needing to apologise for the lack of content on this site…


And once again, my constant excuse is that life gets in the way…which is a shame considering life makes for pretty juicy blog fodder!

If you’ve read any of my three or four posts from the last, ooh, two years or so, you might have noticed that my ‘co-pilot’ became my hubby. This isn’t just an endearment, it’s actually a thing…

Mr and Mrs <3

Mr and Mrs ❤

Don’t we look pretty?

Not only have we managed to get married since my last significant posting (not including the short burst of posts last summer), but we have also had a wedding anniversary.

Oh, and I’m pregnant!…we’ve been busy…

As I enter my second trimester I’m making a vow to revive this blog – to document our life, rather than letting it get in the way of my writing. You can think of it more as one girl, her husband, their baby…and a camper van! I’m looking forward to the chance to catch up with myself, to post about our adventures and exploits, and to share the miracles of being ‘with child’. That is to say, I’ll be joyously uploading pictures of our holidays, days out, and our wedding, whilst writing horrifying accounts of my acne and flatulence.

Wish me luck…

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Posted by on March 1, 2015 in Life, Pregnancy, Random


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Well, it’s been a long time since I put down the deposit, but today I got a phone call to tell me that everything was ready for me to come and pick Old Red up! EXCITING!!

I had asked my Dad to give me a lift into Warwick, but it was gone 4pm by the time the guys at Bounce called me, and so he’d long since had to go off and do other things. I’d resigned myself to getting another £25 taxi but then as I was about to leave, my sister’s fiancé offered to drive me there and follow me back! Thank you, Mark!

So, after a quick run through of where everything was and how it all works (none of which I can remember now, of course) I set off in my new van! First I drove a mile down the road to visit Robin at his shop…and I’m REALLY glad I did that. It took us about 5 minutes and several BAD gear changes to get there, and when we arrived I drove up the wrong road and ended up in a cul-de-sac. So there I was having to perform a three point turn in a street lined with parked cars and with Mark looking at me in a bemused manner from behind the wheel of his car. My nerves and excitement completely got the better of me, and by the time I pulled up outside the shop I was shaking like the proverbial leaf.

I got myself a bottle of lucazade, stopped to chat for ten minutes, and then set off for home in a much better frame of mind. And steadier hands.

Old Red parked up in Leamington

The ride home was MUCH less traumatic. The five-speed gear box was quite difficult to get used to, what with the gears being in unusual places and, because I’m so little, I have to lean riiiiight over to get it into first and reverse. This worried me at first, but I started to get used to it on the way home and, as long as I concentrated, I generally got it in the right gear…most of the time.

After a while I decided to switch on the radio and test out the sound system. I had no idea what button did what and very little desire to take my eyes off the road, but it auto-tuned to Radio Two and the first thing I heard coming from Red’s speakers was “Riding along in my automobile…de dum de dum de dum de dum” and, although all that was beside me at the wheel was my handbag, it was absolute perfection.

One of the things I enjoyed most about the drive home, besides the awesome music, was the happy way that Red bounces around on his suspension…and as we bobbed along the country lanes I grinned like an idiot. We passed a T4 on the way back too and I got to wave like a maniac at a fellow vanner. That experience added about an inch to my silly grin 😀

The only real problem I had was the wind that was raging around the van as I drove. It was kind of like driving a massive sail, but the fact that I couldn’t go much above 50mph for the entire journey meant that I wasn’t blustered around too much.

RAAAAAAR!!! We’re hoooome!!!!

And so I got him home in one piece! Then my sister joined us on the driveway and we began our exploration of all the van’s features…we rolled out the bed, spun the captain’s chair round, set the table up and put it away again, nosied in the fridge and at the CD changer, poked around in all the cupboards…and then I climbed up into the roof…

I’m in the roof!! And I’m soooooooo HAPPY!!!!

It was quite difficult getting up, and it wasn’t too simple getting down either, but I quite like it up there! Even without the bed pulled out properly there’s enough room up there for me to lie down quite comfortably. I don’t think there’s quite enough room to make a proper nest up there but I’m going to give it a damn good go!

Steph and Mark…taken from the comfort of my roof bed!

I’m driving Red over to see Ste tomorrow, and then I’m going to spend the afternoon stowing all my new stuff away and getting ready so that I can head out camping at the first possible opportunity. There are a joyful amount of lists ahead of me…I will share some of them with you as soon as they come into being.

I ❤ my new van!!


Posted by on June 16, 2012 in Uncategorized


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The Beginning…

You know the type of person who is always going to do something cool, hip and just that little bit pretentious?…but they never seem to get round to actually doing those things? Well that’s me.

In the world of my dreams I can ride a motorcycle, play a guitar (and the piano…oh! and a saxophone), I’ve taken singing lessons and I sing in a blues band, I go for long hikes and take amazing photos with the expensive digital camera that I know how to use after going on a photography course…and I spend the summer at festivals in my VW campervan.

Yes, I know people like me are annoying, because – to be quite frank – I annoy myself. I’m full of these plans and I talk them to death, so I’m pretty sure my friends and workmates must tire of hearing about the life I want but never reach for.

I guess it’s a bit about confidence – or my lack of it. Okay, so I don’t achieve anything, but I don’t have to worry about failure either!…but you don’t get very far in life by hiding from it. I get that now, and my realisation possibly has something to do with the fact that I’ve just turned thirty and I’m single and living at home with my Mom and 21 year old sister. Suddenly, I feel like I’m capable of deciding what’s best for me, and that I deserve to have the things I want in life! The only thing stopping me from achieving things is me…and I’ve wanted a campervan for YEARS. So okay, I might buy a total dog of a van that turns out to be a massive mistake, but on the other hand it might be the best decision I’ve ever made.

I’d already toyed with the idea of buying one when I needed to replace my car back in February. I realised my MOT was due in a few weeks and I knew there was no way my clapped-out Citroen would pass without needing a few hundred pounds worth of work, so on a whim started talking about how I was going to buy a van, and not a car, to be its successor. I think I knew it was a ridiculous time frame when I said it, after all I had to find one, buy it and then get it on the road within about a fortnight. It wasn’t happening, but it took me a few days of chatting about it to realise that I was being totally unrealistic.

So now, two months later and a decade older (sort of), I found myself seriously looking for a camper, and about a week or two after that I found myself looking around the vans for sale at a rental garage in Warwick. Not only that, but I found myself falling in love…and then I found myself putting down a deposit. And that’s how a little decisiveness bought me a 25 year old Volkswagen campervan called Old Red…aka, Ron Burgundy.

My first look at Old Red

That was almost a fortnight ago now, and hopefully it’ll be less than a week before I hear about when I can pick him up. There’ll be more about him once I have him on the driveway and we’re getting ready for our first outing.

I still can’t believe I’ve done it to be honest. It’s a bit unreal, and I’m not totally sure how I’ll feel when it comes to driving him away. I’ve never driven a van before, so that’ll be an adventure in itself!

But I love to travel, camp and hike, and I’ve always wanted to learn vehicle maintenance at the side of the road (ha ha), so I think I’m really going to enjoy going to festivals and on weekends away with Old Red and my friends. Oh! And I mustn’t forget my best friend and furry travelling companion, Fletch.

Fletch on Weston beach 16/4/2012

He’s utterly mental and I haven’t had the joy of taking him camping yet (I fear he’d bust out the side of a tent if he thought there was the chance of meeting another dog) so it’s going to be fun finding out how he’ll behave living in a van! Luckily Red is a two-storey travelling tent and so I can always escape from the dog by sleeping in the roof. Fletch won’t be coming with us on every journey, but I’m really looking forward to taking him to find new places to sniff whenever I can.

I’ll admit, I’m scared…but I’m also really really excited, and I can’t wait for our adventures together to begin!


Posted by on May 13, 2012 in Uncategorized


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