Ok, we haven’t started watching the latest GoT. Mainly because we definitely can’t watch one episode at once. We’re binge kinda people, y’know? So no spoilers if you don’t mind. Anyway, my reference to this ace telly show isn’t for the lovely beards or the many scenes that make you wish you didn’t invite your … More Winter is coming
As a van dweller, life is a bit different to how it was when we were in a flat. It’s awesome in loads of ways: we don’t pay council tax or water rates; we save thousands on rent; and we have the freedom of being where we want or need to be. It’s pretty cool. … More Van people are people too
So, if you haven’t heard along the grapevine (or on this little space in the web) I live full-time in a converted van. And, don’t you find with anything you end up doing, especially the big stuff, that expectations are way different to reality? Van life (or, #vanlife as the hipsters would have you say) … More Van Lessons, May 2017
As I sit here at our little oak desk overlooking a copse of beautiful tall trees, I hear the question resonating in my ears: “why do you live in a van?”. Yes. Why, indeed? As we get asked so often what motivated us, I thought I’d share with you guys the story behind our little … More Solo board games
I’m currently in a pokey office surrounded by everything electronic I own – plugged in and restoring the juice. Our fancy gym membership has become a long lost friend, and can we talk about how awesome solar power is? So, yes. Hi folks. Remember me and my humble little word corner? I now live in … More Even hefty groups of youths don’t bring us down
Alright, so I’ve been a bit quiet lately. And there’s good reason. Running a business, it turns out, is a bit of a drain on daylight hours and has kept me distracted from van and yoga writing. But here I am. And I’ve got updates. … More The reason we’ve got shares in Horlicks
The van. It’s a bit of an annoying, oil-dripping metal box at the moment. Taking up room on my Mum’s we’re-well-to-do-doncha-know suburban street and menacingly reminding me that I’ve no money with which to fix ‘er up. Blasphemy, of course. Because it’s probably the best purchase me and my bloke have ever made (except I … More A sticky situation
Van progress has been slowed once more, my patient readers, and we are yet again waiting for supplies and specialist folk who know the ins and outs of putting holes in roofs. New jobs, new business ideas, and plenty of yoga are thrown into the mix though, so we’re still kept on our toesies (Toe … More Pigs and hairbrushes
The weekend beckons, and with it the prospect of hand-making some more furniture. Yes, that’s right folks, we’re building overhead storage. It’s a scary prospect for me, because I’m quite partial to a night of sleep undisturbed by home-made wooden boxes complete with too many clothes landing on my head. But, the wonderful other half … More A test of skills (or lack of…)
We’ve had more hiccups than a twelve-year-old drinking their weight in carbonated beverages. The most recent is a change in furniture storage location. Sounds less than awful, I know, but actually it’s driving me to envision an abundance of firelighters and a remote corner of a field at four in the morning. Burning our furniture … More A burning issue
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