Poppy’s body clock is scarily accurate. Every morning at 7.30 a.m. she emits a short sharp bark that roughly translated means, “Get up! I need a pee.” The second part of that statement is added to make sure she gets what she wants. We know fine well that in Scotland she can sleep until 9.30a.m.Read more

Life has a habit of biting you on the smug bits. Yesterday, after we’d been swimming I was amused by Shirley’s plight on the way back to the van. We still had our damp swimsuits on under shorts and Tshirts and hers had left a mark on her shorts that looked suspiciously like a smallRead more

We have a guilty secret. Sometimes we give names to the people we come across when we’re travelling. Usually it’s people we see at a distance or … oh dear … people who irritate us. I know. It might not be a very PC thing to do but boy is it entertaining. Here are a coupleRead more

A few days ago I was ready to give up on Spain – not completely and not the whole country of course – but I’d had enough of it for this trip. I felt disappointed by the places we’d stopped, tired of the jaded nature of some of the resorts we’d visited and to beRead more

Landing near Valencia after a whirl up a mountain side was only half the story. We have a very cheap truckers’ SatNav bought from Ebay for about £40. We also have a more expensive Garmin one that we use in the car that has proved useless in the Motorhome because it has no means ofRead more

I am incredibly popular … with small biting insects. I have tried extra hard this trip to keep them at bay, choosing to wear a lovely cocktail of Neem oil soap, Jungle formula, Avon Skin so Soft and a dash of Smidge. None of this seems to have worked, although I guess a truly scientificRead more

Just about everything we said about the last place was true. It was a beautifully kept site with a great (cold) pool and lovely (warm) staff. All the facilities were clean, including your underwear if you didn’t put them in a plastic bag before taking a shower. Then, on the last night, we got theRead more

We’ve been at Vendrell Platja in Calafell on the Costa Daurada for three nights and plan to move on tomorrow. It’s unusual for us to stay four nights anywhere. Usually we get too excited at the thought of what’s round the next corner but I’ve had a horrible cold and we felt like chilling so that’sRead more

One of the great things about motorhoming is the ability to change your mind at a moment’s notice and go somewhere different. As we left Nuevalos with the intention of driving towards Valencia we made a spur of the moment decision to turn back a bit and go across to Catalonia. Our plan had alwaysRead more

Yesterday wasn’t a good day: nothing too awful but enough to dull our spirits a bit. It started ok with a fantastic hot shower in the lovely campsite facilities. This inspired us to start a scoring system for various necessities on our journey – more on that later. We set off on our way inRead more