And….they’re OFF !

Welcome, ma leedle British(*) chums , to another series of Eurotransit ! Jean Paul and I ( ok, Lianne) are back in the Caravan of Love , and in a post-modern nod to Hitchcock, we are heading South-by-South-East . We’ve got as far as Essex, that natural wonderland clinging modestly to the outskirts of Harwich. It’s quite wet.

Big test of the day was to find out if the fancy new lithium leisure battery and solar charger will keep the van electrics going any better than the old lead acid version. At least it hasn’t blown up or shorted out yet, and did manage to run the water pump and lighting when we pitched up, so a cautious thumbs up from the Management. Though I’ve been told to stop whittering on about the exciting monitor data it provides. But be honest, who can resist this as a conversation starter ?

And for those who prefer the glories of nature , or at least the A1 corridor, then we were also lucky enough to snap this breathtaking view along the way :

Just gathering the courage to call up and say *” I saw your lorry on the A1, gizza cuppa, mister ”* – let us know below if you have tried this, and what the outcome was

But the most glorious vista of the day was this –

Chef Lianne calmly assembles a mushroom/spinach curry in the mobile kitchen ( we were stopped at the time, for safety reasons).

Early to bed, we need to be off again before 0700 !?!

(*) British, and of course, ALL other nationalities. This is a globally-inclusive blog, where all colours, creeds and genders are treated to equal dollops of disappointment.