The Settling In

Despite the bad news, once home, she had a full wash and brush-up. I stripped her of her curtains and washed them. Some had bad rust spots around the press-studs, but hey, she is 20 years old.

I polished and brushed and hoovered all day, with Bob washing and polishing the outside.
Inside she's immaculate. The cushions are still firm, the loo doesn't smell, in fact there is no smell in the van at all. I got to know her little nooks and crannies and each one was spotlessly clean by the end of the day.

Our first trip was on a Sunday to Asda for a bit of shopping before heading off to Coombe Abbey. We parked up and went for a lovely walk. It was a superb sunny, but cold Sunday afternoon and when we got back to the van, I put kettle on and we had coffee and scones in the comfort of the van with the doors wide open making the most of the fabulous weather.

A couple of weeks later, I stayed at the Blue Lias in her on my own for the first time. This was one of 3 visits I made as a result of our archaeological project taking place in Broadwell.

See my blog: http://broadwell-investigation.blogspot.co.uk/

It was great. However I was so excited and unused to the van and layout, that I managed to knock the table with my supper and a glass of wine out of the van by turning round too quickly! Giggling to myself, I retrieved the table and my decimated meal off the grass and contented myself with peanut butter on toast and another glass of wine.

No telly (no aerial....yet), meant an idyllic evening of watching the sun go down,  followed by a DVD on the portable DVD player (Gladiator no less), followed by an hour of trying to figure out how to make the bed up!!

Happy Days.