Retirement, caravanning, the adventure goes on at Kinlochewe* and beyond

Life in a caravan, or three weeks of my life, and that can seem like a lifetime, is perfectly encapsulated by the object on the right. In case you hadn’t recognised it, it’s a shower head. You’ll have to look hard at the photo for the bit in question. This shower head may be ‘specially-designed’… Continue reading Retirement, caravanning, the adventure goes on at Kinlochewe* and beyond

Retirement and the Scottish caravan holiday

Retirement, caravanning, comfort zone. These four words, in a so far limited experience (we only arrived yesterday and spent one night on this campsite), do not equate. Nope, not at all. Things as they say, can only get better or, I suppose, they could stay the same. Bear in mind this trip is our joint… Continue reading Retirement and the Scottish caravan holiday

Retirement, Scottish holiday, churches, little old ladies and snakes

  Who would have thought that I would have written over 350 blogs about retirement before I shared with you possibly my greatest fear, no not senility, although you may disagree if you have read all 350 plus. No, my greatest fear is, and always has been, poisonous snakes, well any snakes really but particularly… Continue reading Retirement, Scottish holiday, churches, little old ladies and snakes

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