Tag Archives: Broken
Four Shades of Pain
The very nice lady who spoke English at the garage came out and I explained that whilst it was at a garage, could they please look at my blinkers. I was trying to explain that after tomorrow, there were no limitations on time, so if it took three to four days or even til next week, I would be happy. I stopped trying to explain when she glazed over and started telling me that the police may not be happy if I was camping on the main road… Continue reading
Like Destiny
So finally managed to get some free internet and go through some of the few
hundred photos I’ve taken so far and upload a selection to Flickr. Continue reading
Erectile Dysfunction
Friday greeted us with a hopeful air. We had formulated a plan to aid our incursion into the Black Forest by searching out a motor home dealer/shop/rental place to buy a book on Stellplatz in the region. We had written down a list of desirable needs now that we had lived in Caravaggio for a couple of weeks, not least of detailed items being the cap for the poop disposal cassette. Continue reading
Our Hero
The drama that was Belgium continues into Holland, whilst leaving Germany dumbfounded… Continue reading
Double Dutch
Well, all good plans and all that! We headed for Dover as planned, all going well so we stopped off for a coffee at Stanstead services. Having a wee break, we discovered that we were now starting our journey a … Continue reading