Tag: Beatrix
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The tale of the Christmouse
‘Twas the eve of Christmas and nothing was stirring in Beatrix except a pair of small beady eyes belonging to a Christmouse.
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A cold snap for our Christmas Tour
So it seems that in December, Winter has properly gotten started in the UK and we’ve had quite a busy couple of weeks on the run up to Christmas.
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A new home each night and ‘whack-a-mole’ with red lights
As we travel across the country to see friends and family before Christmas, we stop into Iveco to sort a fault with Beatrix.
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Stonehenge in the fog
We had wanted to visit Stonehenge last year but the park up was closed for the Winter Solstice. This time it looks like we’re in luck we can see other vans lined up as we approach on the A303.
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Southbound again
With the weather forecast predicting higher winds in Normandy but sunshine in La Rochelle, we decided it was time to head south again.
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Returning to the UK via Beaune, Champagne and Belgium
After enjoying our time in Puy, even with the chainsaw massacre, we began the return leg to the UK. It was an eventful couple of weeks travel back and we stayed at some wonderful aires, Merlin became French and Beatrix took us to another country.
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The tale of the distended thumb, broken stairs and a Chainsaw Massacre
From enjoying skiing, improving by taking a lesson, falling over and distending my thumb to broken stairs and a chainsaw massacre. Read on for more details.
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The tale of snow to sun, broken branches and inadvertent adventure stripes
Moving from snow in the mountains to sunshine on the French Riviera. We had sunshine, wind and falling branches and Beatrix got some adventure stripes.
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Final preparations for France, Eurotunnel firsts and French roads
Preparations for France: for us as humans, Merlin and Beatrix. Covid restrictions being lifted and exciting maintenance activities. What more do you want to hear about in the New Year.
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Day 1 of a new life – 5th September 2021
It was Sunday morning, the flat looked empty and yet there were piles of things in the lounge, the kitchen and the bedroom. It looked chaotic. Each room had up to three piles of things, either labelled: Mo Ho, loft or bin. I felt nervous and excited all at once. The day had finally come.…
