It's not what you know but who you know often in this life - and my sister in law Lesley who is a journalist and road tester with a weekly motoring magazine has once again pulled off a stunning piece of blagging with this beauty, loaned from the Caravan Club so that she could bring my in-laws down in pure luxury.
So much so I think all of us (Tess included) would rather like to move in permanently.
I had had a fair amount of vin blanc last night, a bit sad at the anniversary of losing my horse, but touched by the many emails of support I received here on the blog and also messages from many of my family and friends who knew how much she had meant to me, so I had retired early (ish) to bed when this campervan (doesn't sound a posh enough word for the vehicle outside) rolled into town.
This morning has been a lazy start to their holiday, with a large breakfast being followed by some trips up the ladder for a shower. I think we might all use the campervan tomorrow when we have worked out how to heat the water for the plush shower, it's lovely!!