I was flitting around the interweave earlier and I came across this…
…it was on a site put together by a traveller called Dave (Traveller Homes) with loads of photos of travellers buses, trucks, caravans and the like. Great memory laning for me. This lobster van was my first ever travelling home – an old Post [...]
There was a time when I used to set fire to myself for a living.
It didn’t pay very well but the benefits were good – I didn’t have to shave very often (any part of my body), I had a great deal at the local hardware store for paraffin and wicks and I always had [...]
I have new toys. I have finally dived into the dslr market (at the deep end incidentally, still slightly in shock) and got myself a shiny camera.
The intention being to get some loverly shots of all my friends doing stupid things in the sea on surfboards.
This will obviously involve more beachtime than I’ve been getting [...]
Due to extended exposure to big, wobbly, drunken people in an enclosed environment followed by 11 hours of driving a large truck through the heat of Spain. I have nothing to say.
Here is a doodle I was playing with whilst locked in my cabin. I may well turn it into a wallpaper and upload it [...]
I’ve been on the Pride of Bilbao more times in the last fifteen years than is good for one human being. It runs from Portsmouth to the north coast of Spain day in day out all year round. There are 11 decks, 5 restaurants, 4 bars, 2 cinemas and a swimming pool. There is cabaret, [...]
I’m driving a 7.5 ton truck – it’s not an 18 wheeler, articulated tractor unit that rattles double glazing units and puts fear into the hearts of zimmer bound pedestrians – but it’s still a truck. You need to climb into the cab – you have to park in the big spaces in service stations. [...]
I’ve just picked up my loverly truck from the oficina.
Now it’s a loverly shiny truck with new oil and grease and tyres and all that stuff. If trucks could smile it would be grinning from mirror to mirror.
It’s been a few years since it went to the day spa for trucks so I thought a [...]
At the end of last summer when the evenings seemed to be hotter than the days I got a call from an airport payphone.
There was a party planned for that evening in between the trucks and vans – a barbecue, a few drinks and some mellow sounds. Only something seemed to be missing – the [...]
If I was to do something bad I would expect that life would react. It’s not a tit for tat ‘if I tread on an ant’ thing but things do have a habit of coming around. I had a theory when working in London that even the tiniest moment of altruistic tendancy such as letting [...]
I got up really early today. Swapped my glasses for lenses and squeezed into a wetsuit. Surrounded by German camper vans (I think they are getting ready for the final push – see the fourth Reich) I crept through the car park and settled at the waters edge to warm up.
I’d beaten the sun and [...]
