There has been a lot of talk about it but I never thought Surfer Boy would actually agree. Last weekend we missed out on a van at auction that went well above our price range. We didn't even get a chance to bid. I thought that that would be the extent of it but today Moondoggie called me in from where I was reading my book in the sun, with the words..'Dad's found a caravan but it's up in 30 minutes!' I thought he was kidding but sure enough Surfer Boy was on EBay and had found a beauty.
After much finger crossing we won the auction and have spent the last hour looking at each other in a bemused fashion - we now own a caravan. They are words I never thought I'd hear myself say. Mind you a couple of years ago I couldn't have imagined even wanting one!
Our lovely lady is feeling a little sorry for herself but as she is made of timber I have high hopes of Surfer Boy resurrecting her and restoring her to her former glory. We think she was made in the 50's but we'll have to look in to that further when we pick her up.
Despite her war wounds she has so much going for her and will be a fabulous project for us both. S.B. can work on her bone structure while I work on her face lift.
Her details are fabulous - all original Bakelite handles, rounded mouldings, so many things that I have fallen in love with.
While we're not-so-patiently waiting for the house to be done we can get our teeth into our new love! Stay tuned for updates...