The speedometer in our bus had stopped working. We decided to struggle on, as Swiss mehanics are bound to be expensive. Later that day, we had an ‘incident’ (*cough* stalled-it *cough*) on a steep incline in which we needed to perform a hill-start, with a generous application of handbrake. SQ pulled-up the handle and took […]

I worked in Zurich for a short spell a few years ago. The business people with whom I came into contact took themselves very seriously. Don’t get me wrong: They were great people and had most interesting things to say. I just couldn’t find a single soul who told a joke, or laughed at mine. […]

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[If you are easily offended, a member of my girlfriend’s family or a potential future employer, please skip this post.] So I got all the way to Dijon without having to use a French standy-uppy-toilet-for-number-twos. I’m writing to you from the Dijon city municipal campsite which, as municipals go, is pretty good actually. Alas, in […]

Imagine driving on this piece of road at 30 mph — look for only a split-second: (Now scroll down.) . . . . If you were looking for a campsite in France, this is what you should have seen: Welcome to our world.

We’ve just arrived in Calais and I’ve just bought a pack of ten beers for 2 Euros. That’s about 15p a bottle. My new favourite phrase is “buy it on the continent”.

Yesterday movement on the camper van situation was made. We had narrowly missed out on the chance to buy a great Land Rover Discovery 200 (the seller had first offered it to his mate just before meeting us). Out the back of his workshop we spotted a SORNed VW camper van, just like the one […]

There’s been some interesting movement on the camper van front. Recall that we were deciding between an empty-shell of a camper van and a Land Rover. Here’s where we got with our decision: The shell camper van would have no-doubt made an excellent restoration project for a passionate individual with a lot of time, space […]

Our first night in a YHA Youth Hostel was in West Lulworth, near to Lulworth Cove and Durdle Door. Some of Squiffy’s friends joked about how difficult I would find staying in a hostel, given my background of relative luxury (in fact it was only today, that I was looking back longingly at the photo […]

My wonderful sister called me recently. She was concerned that, from reading this blog, it seemed that we were having a terrible time as our posts had come across quite negative (thanks for your concern, sista). Just in case anyone else reading this blog is similarly concerned (thanks!), let’s set the record straight. On the […]