There is a new love in my life. The boy is fully aware of what is going on, in fact he has fallen in love too.
His name is Thomas. He is a 1977 Bedford CF van. He is blue. He is vintage. He is wonderful!
He does have his faults. There is a hole in his exhaust, so he is noisy. His speedo may or may not be working right now (I don't want to get in trouble of have anyone looking for the van to take it off the road based on this blog!) so we know we aren't breaking the speed limit on the motorway but on smaller road it is a bit of guess work - does this feel like 30 mph?! His reverse lights don't work, which just means that one of us has to be outside of the van whenever we decide we need to manouver...
But there is so much that is right with him. A little sink, a gas stove, a double bed, lots of cupboards that are now full of mugs and glasses and plates and tea and coffee. Little cupboards in the back doors that are now full of treats. Ugly curtains and a roof that extends so you can stand up without bashing your head, even if you are as tall as the boy.
We've already been away on a jaunt - a week in France. It was great, Thomas loved being on the road and we loved showing him off. Waves from all the other campers, integrated straight into the camping community, we felt like the OAPs we really are at heart.
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