The Route So Far

I’ve been pretty shit at this. Blogging about your European trip while the world seems to be crumbling makes me feel like a bad person. I’ve been reading the news everyday and wondering if there is ever a possibility of peaceful revolution. Or just some level of peace. There are too many people to pray…

The Small Successes

I drove from Liverpool to Cardiff then Cardiff to Penzance (Cornwall) all on my own with no major mishaps. This is a big deal. I have woken up and actually got out of bed before 8.30am every day so far and anyone who knows me knows this is a fucking massive deal. I have secured…

Bloody joinery

I was not allowed to participate in woodwork because I almost took my own thumb off, and Leanne has been in A&E more times than we can count. It makes sense then that Leanne and I would spend our bank holiday Monday elbow deep in sawdust and screws with no adult supervision…   We actually…

Danni

I took my van to her first festival last weekend and I vividly remembered what (or who) pushed me to actually buy it. I have wanted a camper since I was around 9; I would go into the tiny studio apartment spaces in Ikea and decide “this is all the space I need” the bed…

I have a confession

***Please note this post was actually written on Sunday, I just didn’t want to post it so soon after my brief commentary on millennial guilt and FOMO*** Until today I had never driven my van. I had never driven any van. I know it is a bit (a lot) crazy to buy a van and…

First things first

I have started, stopped, and rewrote this post (and several others) more times that I can count, so here I go with the final effort. I bought a van! It’s an old DHL delivery van, a 2004 Mercedes Sprinter and I have named it Danni. I have about 2 months to fit windows, insulate it,…