I wish I lived in a caravan, With a horse to drive, like a peddler-man! Where he comes from nobody knows, Or where he goes to, but on he goes! (Robert Louis Stevenson)
Our wish has come true, and we have our caravan. We picked it up earlier today, and towed it with some trepidation to a secure park not too far away from where we live.
It was mostly motorway miles, for which we set the cruise control to a modest 55mph, so it could hardly have been easier. But we felt absurdly proud to have made it to our destination. The only real embarrassment was that I couldn’t release the caravan from the towbar, and had to ask for help. Luckily a couple of good Samaritans came to our aid and offered all sorts of good advice, including the name and number of a recommended service engineer. He’s booked to give the caravan the once over next Monday, before we use it in anger.
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