The excitement never ends!! We are now the proud owners of a motorhome WITH number plates!! They arrived in a cardboard box swathed in Bubblewrap. We lovingly stuck them on Harry and their arrival was celebrated with a glass of bubbly! It’s been the most unconventional way to buy a motorhome but we are definitely getting there, albeit slowly. Its been a real baptism of fire and we are definitely learning on the job!! We are getting to the point where we are itching to get going even if it’s just for a day trip! We’ve been here for a week and apart from driving Harry over to the motorhome service point – we’ve been nowhere!!
You lovely people will be aware that we are struggling with the sleeping arrangements, I think I’ve sussed it out! The van isn’t parked on an absolute level, it is ever so slightly listing forward!! As a result when in the overhead cab bed, the person at the front (i.e.: me) rolls into the windscreen – hardly conducive to a good night’s sleep, waking up with your face squished against the window! It was decided to get Harry up on chocks, bright, yellow wedges that you place under the wheels and then drive up onto. Armed with the spirit level on my iPhone, the hubster behind the wheel, I stand in front of the van giving directions (well telling him when to stop!) I was useless! I was so worried he would drive right over and land with a thump. Erring on the side of caution, I would give the stop sign far too early, we would check the level and then have to reverse the van and start again, I think by the fifth time of going up the ramps I felt a little more comfortable and gave the signal to stop. Done! The result is noticeable, so last night sleep was accomplished, either because of the ramps or through sheer exhaustion through not sleeping properly for a week, whichever but at least I woke up on my back looking at the ceiling!
We also have a new alarm fitted (required by the insurance company). It’s a great system and easy to use (just as well if I’m meant to be operating it!) It has a snazzy facility whereby at night we can sleep with the windows open and it has a perimeter setting so we can set the alarm and yet still get up to go to the loo or make a cuppa in the middle of the night without waking everybody around us with the wailing and screeching (and that’s just me not the alarm!) It also means that should we need to leave Charlie on his own in the van he won’t set it off by moving around. Phil Boxall fitted it, and I would highly recommend him so feel free to get in touch if you need his number for alarms.
Today we awoke to a little rain – another day and another motorhoming lesson learned! On re-entering the van, after walking Charlie this morning, in my pjs, flip-flops and half asleep I realised that the floor becomes very, nay very, slippery when wet!! My feet slid forward and I could feel myself going down in slow motion I just managed to grab the counter as I went down, breaking my fall but very nearly bringing the kettle (fortunately not boiling at the time) on top of me! So change of shoes at door essential when motorhoming in the wet!
I can’t believe the change in Charlie, at home (in the bricks and mortar place) he was a bit of a mardy dog, a whine, a squeak and generally attention seeking, here he is a chilled, cool dude, watching the squirrels play, I can’t believe it! OK he will let out a little squeak if the squirrels come too close or if they are playing a little too boisterously, or if George and Oscar (the dogs next door) get too excited but seriously it’s like having a different dog. I’m finding it quite difficult to get to terms with, I keep jumping up and checking he’s alright and true enough he’s just lying happily in his basket.
I must admit I too have been squirrel watching today, they are the cheekiest things I’ve seen! They have targeted a tent which is pitched up opposite us, the owner has gone out for the day – well that’s asking for trouble! I did attempt to shoo them away a couple of times and soon realised this was totally ineffective, as soon as I returned to the van, they were at it again. What’s a girl to do? Yep, grab the camera and get some shots of the cheeky blighters.