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Sad Goodbyes and New Adventures in the Making

This is a very quick post about a sad goodbye to our beautiful yellow transporter van which we had for 16 years...  and we had some amazing adventures in.  It was very personalised and we were amazed to get anything for it given the state it was in...   But recently the age started to tell... with 255,000 miles on her and a lot of dodgy electrics, doors that wouldn't lock or sometimes locked and would not unlock... quite a lot of leaks and a considerable amount of gungy bits when we emptied her..  we felt it was no longer viable to take her on big adventures!  So sadly, and I did shed a tear,  we traded her in for what feels like a monster truck at the moment.  We've now got a very large white van-  a very large 'naked' white van which over the course of the next few months we hope to turn into our comfortable travelling home.  Sadly I dont think theres room for a farm on the dash board... but I'll think of something... I dont think it will be too long before it looks like 'our' van.... 

We had a few anxious moments as we tried to fit the new van in the yard.  It does fit... eventually...  but it does have to be parked right and probably not something I would ever be able to achieve but Dr Fred is very good at reversing it in so far. 

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  1. I imagine it was very hard for you to say goodbye to the old van, but just think of all the (more comfortable) adventures you can have in the new one, not to mention the opportunities to customise the interior with some fabulous fabrics! xC

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