Behind The Green Door

The door creaks open slowly. A waft of stale air escapes; a fleeting scent of warmer climes, sunshine and barbecues, the sound of laughter. Then reality bites as the door swings wide. An empty TV bracket, cables dangling. A bare mattress, cupboard doors swinging open, a bathroom free of any personalisation – no lotions, no potions.

Poor Vince.

Five months. Five whole months since our return from Spain and poor old Vince had been sitting on our drive unused and unwashed in all that time. His tyres were looking sad and deflated, his gutters filled with leaves and it fills me with shame to say that his paintwork… well his paintwork was looking decidedly green with that horrible algae growth that only neglected motorhomes and caravans seem to acquire.

You might have been thinking (how could you?) that we’ve been off travelling all these weeks without taking you along, but no! We’ve been stuck in the rut of house renovation and summer seasonal work so an abandoned and sickly-looking Vince is the price we paid.

A whole weekend of scrubbing and polishing, topping up pumping up and filling up eventually had him restored to his handsome self; I’m sure I caught him winking at a passing Tesco van this morning so his self-confidence is clearly back to normal. Fortunately his solar panel has quietly been keeping his batteries topped up so his engine started first time.

One way to get to work early is to stay there overnight!!

We weren’t off on a three-month European trek this time, it was more of a three day, just-up-the-road jaunt to the caravan park where I work part-time over the summer. The owners kindly let us park up there sometimes if the site isn’t too busy. I can roll out of bed, open the door and I’m already at work – brilliant!

So what’s been happening these last few months? Mostly graft unfortunately – ripping out fireplaces, insulating under floors, painting – endlessly painting – woodwork, replacing bathrooms, carpets and even furniture. We used Gumtree to sell our old woodburner and every stick of lounge furniture for a fresh start. It all went in a couple of days – just before the call from the furniture warehouse to say there was a delay on the new stuff eek! So at the moment we have an old two-seater sofa and Vince’s picnic table in our living room – and that’s it for five weeks! It’s all part of the fun of downsizing and moving 300 miles north so that we could retire early and er… do more travelling. That worked out well then.

What’s that? We’re off to see Grandad? Yaaaaaaay!

We’ve managed a few non-Vince breaks over the summer, including a cottage break with the extended family to spend some time with my shiny new granddaughter who was born in June. Since our own children grew up I’ve had zero interest in other people’s babies, but I could bore you for hours talking about and sharing pictures of our beautiful Rosa. And I probably will! I even managed a biker-break with the idiots you met some time ago. We had a weekend break in Le Havre drinking beer, visiting the Normandy beaches and drinking more beer. I say ‘weekend break’ but now that I live in the frozen north I have an extra day’s travel either end of the trip just to meet up with the chaps.

Earlier in the year we did have a vague hankering to take Vince down to the sunshine for a few weeks in November and December but the caravan park where I work is having five new lodges built over the winter so how can I resist the offer to drive big boys’ toys for a few weeks? I’ve just been told my 9-tonne dumper truck arrived today. They’re not daft though – they waited until I’d signed on the dotted line before telling me we start at 7.30am every day to make the best use of the light…

In early 2020 the renovations will continue but we’ll take you on a little explore around Scotland now and then so Vince doesn’t get out of condition again – he says he’s just big boned but he really needs the exercise to keep in trim. We have our younger daughter’s wedding in July and another summer season at the caravan park to contend with but there’s a big red circle round September 2020 on the calendar. That’s when we plan to do the next Big Trip of around three months or so. We can’t wait to take you along on that one but we hope you’ll bear with us in the meantime. Just because we’re not blogging or travelling as much, it doesn’t mean we’re not missing you 😉

And don’t forget – you can always come and say hello if you visit Dumfries & Galloway. You’ll always be welcome at Mossyard. Chat soon I hope,
xxx

Glenshee Ski Centre on our family week away. Tubular Bells gone wrong…
Me and Stan Laurel in France
Thoughtful pause at Pegasus Bridge, Normandy
The tow of shame – because *somebody* forgot to charge the buggy…
Loading up my company car – clearing space for the new lodges

And it wouldn’t be a Vince post without a sunset now would it? Dumfries and Galloway on the way home from work 🙂

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