Category: Jones

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  • Cremona and a lot of violins

    We woke to pissing rain. Once again, we are the Rain Gods, services as ever offered to desert nations for copious wads of cash. After a lazy start, we decided to move to the free car park near the sports hall. No point in paying for a lovely outdoors if we weren’t going to sit…

  • Salve!

    We made a fairly early start from Roverdo. We left mainly to avoid the faff of paying for part of an hour but it helped that the weather in Switzerland wasn’t great and were keen to get into Italy. Of course, you’d have to have a very keen occhio to tell Italian speaking Switzerland from…

  • Switzerland

    We had a leisurely start to the day with a rare second coffee sitting out looking over the lake / gravel pit. Then we settled our bar bill – which was run on a honesty system – just help yourself and mark it off on your personal checklist. It was time to head to Switzerland!…

  • Off the beaten track

    The Czech brandy let me somewhat tired the next morning so we broke out the emergency bacon for a sandwich to pep ourselves up before the 4×4 training. We had one rasher that wouldn’t fit in the pan There was a lot of it and the descriptions would tend towards repetitive descriptions of holes and…

  • To Mi Mobile’s training site

    We were Germanied again yesterday. We left our lovely campsite in the vines to drive to Metzingen Outlet Town, where Rog wanted to buy some summer walking boots at a bargain price.  But when we got there, the shops were all closed and the town had a post apocalyptic emptiness to it. Of course, May…

  • The Lorentz transformation

    The overnight park at La Ferme des Sanglochons was not great. We were about a meter from the road and as we expected it was fairly busy. Lorries swept past most of the night waking us with their engines then rocking us back to sleep as their wake set jones swaying. We had a quick…

  • Alea Iacta Est – we head towards Italy

    Now that we have Jones on our extended driveway, the run up to a trip abroad should be much smoother. This time, not so much. To start with, the EU, spotting that we had a trip planned, decided at the last minute that Flynn’s almost unused new Belgian pet passport was not to be accepted…

  • To Nettlebed and home

    We drove over to the motorhome parking at Abingdon, and mooched into town for brunch. Tummies full, we took Flynn for a decent walk up the River Thames. With more planning, there would be a decent walk into Oxford, and a train back. Another time… Our evening stop was the most excellent campsite at Jay…