We’re off to the Peak District tomorrow – yippee! The van is in that state of motorhome nirvana akin to the FFEE of the narrowboat – full water, empty cassette, empty waste tank. I daresay we’ll have to shove some diesel in at some stage so then it’ll be empty wallet too. We always have the same routine when heading north, which consists of a coffee and pastry stop at Cambridge services. If I’m feeling fat and determined, I’ll skip the pastry; if I’m feeling fat and carefree, then I’ll have two. I’m very partial to the cinnamon whirl and the raisin and custard Danish and sometimes it’s just too hard to choose... I also take the opportunity to have a dekko at the roadmap to see where we’re actually going – nothing like being prepared. Saturday is the designated fun day with the Snecklifter crew – it will be great to catch up with Mike and Liz and there is the promise of dog-walking, tea-supping, cake eating and pub visiting. Life doesn’t get much better than that. Actually it does, as the weather forecast promises sun. Now if I can just get through the weekend without a dog bleeding all over the plush...
P.S. We're off to the boat for a 'working week' soon but one job on the 'leisure' list is fitting the new poo tank gauge. Why do I get the feeling there may be some reluctance to get started on this particular chore?
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Enjoy your weekend!!!
Hi Greygal,
Regarding the new poo tank gauge - make sure it's got a backlight of some sort in it! The bulb on ours "died" a few months ago, (not being a priority) we just got a new one last week & the poo tank "capacity indicator" can easily be studied once again. In fact with the light off & the door open it stands out a mile - proudly announcing how much chit is in our tank & oopsy we need a pumpout tomorrow...
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