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It had been a really good day ,i had sold a bird table ,two nest boxes and a windmill i had made the day before .one of the best things about making woodcraft items was the people you got to meet through it. <br />
Mel had just shouted &quot;Dinner&quot; and i had just packed all the tools away for the night and was just looking around it was so lovely the night was warm and the mountains in the distance were an incredible colour the lake district really is a stunning place. <br />
I shut the boot and walked up the side of the bus mouth watering thinking about my dinnr we had been shopping earlier in the day and i knew we had some nice treats. <br />
Just as i was about to open the door this large Range Rover came tearing doon the road and stopped only feet away the drivers door swung open and a huge bloke dressed in country tweeds complete with hat stormed out of the range rover and headed straight towards me . <br />
He stopped inches from me and instantly launched into a full on abusive attack basically we were to f**k of take our bus and all the crap laying around (my woodcaft)and between his friend the chief constable and a few other people we would be gone in the morning or else. <br />
(All i could think was **** my diner will be getting cold.) <br />
After about 3 or 4 minutes his neck looked like it was about to burst i tried to talk to him but he ignored me and just ranted and ranted . <br />
i eventually had, had enough and told him to sod of and get whoever . <br />
He turned on his heels and headed back to his car and after slamming the door he opened the window and carried on his abuse to me by this time mel was standing by me asking what was going on and when she heard him shouting started shouting at him in her broad YORKSHIRE kindly leave or words to that effect.. <br />
I watched as he slammed the car into gear and it lurched forward after three attemps he still hadn't managed to turn the car around i couldn't help myself i shouted and asked if he needed some help to turn the car that really set him of and with the air turning blue drove off we could still hear him shouting a mile down the road.. <br />
During dinner we talked about what we should do and after a wee while we decided to see what happened the next day.i had a couple calling over in the afternoon to pick up some nest boxes and a large chair i had made . <br />
After a restless night in which every noise we heard we imagined a load of cars turning up to SORT US OUT <br />
nothing happened, and the morning was glorious the sun was so warm and it was still only 7.00am. <br />
eventually we started to relax a bit and the day wa really nice and i met a lovely womaan who called down and we talked abou everything she really liked the coach and asked if she could look inside . <br />
after an hour os so she left putting an order in for two bird tables and a small box saying that a bloke called tony would call over for them on friday she paid me even though i said i would rather wait till i had made them and left . <br />
not long after she left the couple turned up and paid me and took there stuff . <br />
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all in all a superb day and during all this we had forgot all about the crazy Rangerover man. <br />
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friday came and tony arrived i found out he was a game keeper and during a coffeee he told me do you know who that wee women that had put the order for the woodcraft in was Lady Lowther and she had come down after the estate manager had stormed back shouting about us after meeting me and mel she had went back and told him to leave us alone 6 months later we headed out onto the open road <br />
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IT was 7.30 am on a monday morning during the night the temprature had dropped and the parade square was glissining with ice .looking to my left i could see line apon line of squaddies standing to attention in full dress kit every crease perfectly ironed into their uniforms ,every pair of boots shinned so bright you could litureally shave in them ,every button brassoed to perfection. i had been in the army (REME) for a little over a year i couldn't believe i had got this far so many mates had dropped out or been dismissed back to civy street.a quicklook to my right and it was an identical picture of perfection .these parades were always nerve wrecking as the commandant and RSM walked past every single squaddie picking fault with the slightest little imperfection a hair on a jacket a crease slightly of at an angle , <br />
The parade square boomed with sound of the RSm'S voice echoing back of the wooden billets as he commanded A platoon to TURN TO THE RIGHT AND FALL OUT .i could hear my mates struggling to stop laughing and i tell you the rsm could sense an eyebrow on someone moving from 2 miles away. <br />
As the rsm &amp; commandant got closer to me the laughter was spreading quickly i could hear my mates whisper bloody hell andy your in **** mate etc etc etc .. <br />
Then it happened the rsm locked onto me from 40 yrds away and i new the **** was about to hit the fan. <br />
I had had a brilliant weekend drinking &amp; dancing but hadn't slept since friday morning and i had got back to camp to late to change into my uniform so there is was standing on full dress parade still in my civy's a little worse for wear and a beard <br />
I watched as the commandant slowly inspected each soldier seeing the rage in the rsm building with each step until he couldn't hold it back anymore and PUSHING the commandant out of the way (with a quick sorry sir)stormed up to me slamming his foot to a full stop attention 2 inches from my face (god his breathe was bogging fish or something) <br />
I swear to god my friends in wokingham could hear him 5 miles away. five minutes of full on abuse was hurled spittingly into my face when the commandant arrived at the side of the rsm he looked totally shocked and was struggling to say anything when all around laughter burst out from all the ranks.. <br />
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SHUT THE F**K UP all of you the next one to breathe will do 14 day's rippers i swear to god, then he turned to me and screamed get off my parade square and ordered the corporal to place me under arrest and to take this absolute disgrace to the guard room.. <br />
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I don't know but that little **** then started shouting and i lost it so as he was double time marching me of the parade square i just went faster and faster he couldn't keep up with me (at that time i faught for the britsh army at judo and trained with the olympic team another story) <br />
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I had just got back from the shop at valley with the yellow paper which is full of ads i enjoyed sitting at the table going through stuff for sale.The sun was shinning and looking at the apple trees in the garden i felt so happy living on angelsey in my wee isolated house .I hadn't had any visitors for a few weeks well apart from the family that had come bursting through the undergrowth the house was over a mile to the nearest road and that road only got maybe two or three cars a day down it .I had been in the garden doing some work on the well naked as usual and was just walking back to the house to get a brew when threre in front of me was two adults and four kids I just said morning and carried on into the house i could here them muttering away as they headed down my track.... <br />
Then the door to the kitchen opened and Martin stuck his head round the corner and said any chance of a brew aye mate help yourelf.. <br />
looking back at the paper i then noticed a boat for sale and reading on o ifound out it was moored up in Newcastle and was up for sale at £1000 strange i thought as i had just been bribed by the goverment to settle down and come of the road the grant they gave me £1000 meant to be i thought so after talking a while to martin about it i phone the bloke in newcastle who had the boat and after a chat i arranged to meet him the next day . <br />
Pulling into newcastle i was so excited to see the boat and easily found the spot we had arranged to meet Graham as soon as i looked over the quay side i knew i wanted the boat she was over 100 yrs old push me pull that used to push the larger boats to the quayside .. <br />
we jumped aboard and graham took us for a run up the tyne under the swing bridge I WAS HOOKED . <br />
Over the next week or so i sorted things in wales and moved aboard the boat my two dogs (Craig &amp; Jazz ) and martin <br />
I set two cleaning and organising things but at that time my wood craft was well lets just call it **** so with the help of some pallets and a tarp i covered thee open part at the rear of the boat and it started to feel so cosy in there. <br />
My boat was moored up with a bloke called Kenny he was converting an old Bowling trawller then heading of to the med he was 73 yrs old (amazing man) <br />
well to get from the boat you climbed onto kennys then up the ladder onto the quaayside (a few stories there i can tell you) <br />
With the help of a couple in a boat near me i stated to learn how to use the radio studied charts et etc and slowly filled the boat with Flares (about 200 of the sods) i made little life jackets for the dogs (old plastic bottles strapped to them worked fine) got a dingy and a emergency lifeboat fitted to the roof..two radios <br />
and about six months worth of food in tins i had scavenged from the local lidls skips all without labels so dinner was a loterry <br />
after about 4months WE reckoned we were ready to head of up to blyth about 15 miles up the coast simple i tought (what a plonker) <br />
Martins brother Tony turned up one day only about a week before we decided weather permitting to head of he seemed cool enough <br />
then one morning i wook up and martin had disappeared i just thought he had got scared about heading of and never really bothered to much when some friends turned up and told me what the git had been up to (another story) <br />
I wasn't going to let that git spoil my plans so with tony pushed on and got ready by friday night e were ready for the of. <br />
Saturday came but the weather had turned and i wanted flat calm before heading out of the tyne into the North sea i was three days before the weather changed and we pulled the ropes in switched the engine on and the wee boat Aquarius headed doon the Tyne ... <br />
It felt amazing passing all the massive boats and the Britania (queens old boat **** skips i checked) <br />
Tony was really excited and craig and jazz were at the front of the boat barking their heads of at the mouth of the tyne i pulled in to the side to top up with diesel <br />
and after a good meal thank good we headed out into the open river about a mile furter i spotted the bar(were the sea meets the river) <br />
**** it looked like a bloody washing machine my wee boat was riding the waves 12 ft high then crashing down the other side when i turned to see tony he was was pucking over the back and that is where he stayed for the whole trip useless git he was the one who supposidly knew about boats all the time he had said do this don't do that and like an idiot i listened. <br />
I made sure the dogs were secured below and quickly got back to the wheel after about a minute or so i got into it and the boat was riding the waves well and i turned Left up the coast .. <br />
I noticed a Church on the shore was all light up and just thought wow after 16 hrs i happened to look out the window and the BLOODY CHURCH HADN'T MOVED i was shattered and asked tony to take the wheel but he was to busy still pucking up so i light a fag and carried on well eventually the tide turned and we made some good progress but i was shattered when i notice what i thought was a harbour ahead and after checking the chart was sure it was Blyth thank god for that i thought. so i got on the radio and using everything i was taught i called the harbour master for permission to enter..by this time it was pitch black and the sea was getting up again <br />
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HARBOUR MASTER BLYTH HARBOUR MASTER BLYTH <br />
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AQUARIUS AQUARIUS THIS IS BLYTH <br />
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HARBOURMASTER HARBOUR MASTER THANKYOU out KKKKssssshhhhhhh <br />
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Which was duly granted i was to head for berth 24 i had never enterd a harbour before but decided to swing right round and creep up the wall and all the time the harbour master was calling me asking all sorts and i was waffling to him when i came round the far edge of the peir i reckon he spotted us as the radio went suddenly quiet and i could see someone running to th edge of the wall waving his arms and shouting NO NO NO NO (i think)he was still there waving his arms trying to stop us from entering his wee posh marina the tarp on the boat had broken free and was blowing wildly in the wind and the old tyres i had as fenders were slapping against the boat the dogs were howling by now reckon they were ready for dinner <br />
I could see he was addiment we weren't to enter sod that though i was shattered and Tony was worse than useless so i ploughed on and eventually found berth 24 right between 2 what must have been £1,000,000 boats sorry (yachts) <br />
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I had just finshed tying up when this git turned up scceaming and shouting at me saying did you not see me denying you acess ,by this time my brain had had enough and bloody Tony was still pucking git <br />
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We spent a couple of weeks there i really enjoyed it as there were horses in the field next to us, something really special about them and one i remembered fell asleep leaning on me and when mel came out of the caravan and shouted me he woke with a start and nearly fell over , but as usual money was really tight so one night sitting round the open fire having one of mel's wonderful stews we were trying to work out how to get some cash together to get a new caravan and where to head of to we decided to head down towards another parkup near Okehampton. <br />
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well after after dinner and a good chat we decide to go to the exeter carboot sale and scrape up what we could i had seen a wee caravan for £30 on one of the industrial estates . <br />
so over the next few hours we got everything together that we didn't want and loaded it onto the flatbed and covered it up with a tarp. <br />
Mel got a coffee together and then she headed of to bed . <br />
I suddenly realised that i could scrap the caraavan and while mel slept i dismantled all the ally from the outside of the caravan and neatly folded t all onto the truck and then fell in bed shattered. <br />
WHAT THE BLOODY F**KING HELL was the first thing i heard then i remembered the caravan i had thought i would be up before mel to tell her what i had done . (from the inside nothing had changed) <br />
well she calmed down EVENTUALLY and we got ready to go to the bootsale 5.00 am start . <br />
But by the time we arrived we couln't get the truck into the sale and they turned us away i thought bugger this we need the money so set the stall up next to the gates the people from the sale monaed a bit then buggered of and left us alone for the rest of the day . <br />
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We done really well and made well over £100 minus our veg that mel had shot of to get .we met some amazing people . <br />
we sorted what was left back onto the truck and went and bought our new HOME (and with the money i made at the scrap yard we were solvent again happy days ... ) <br />
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We were travelling down the A1 and everything was running smoothe we had travelled 200 miles that day (down from inverness)in our the leyland truck and had a really beautiful trip ,we decided to head into berwick and see if we could get something to eat . we were just entering berwick when we both noticed in the wing mirror the caravan had decided to turn RIGHT as we were going LEFT the noise was horrendous as the caravan scrapped along the road and then came to a stop resting against the kerb we looked at each another then jumped out of the tuck and headed to the back to see what had happened.It took a second or two before i realised that the a frame had copletely snapped we looked at each another and just started to laugh i pulled the caravan so it was in line with the truck and we went back to the cab to have a fag... <br />
After about fifteen minutes i got back out and with the help of the chains and some rope managed to bodge it so the caravan was attached to the truck at least again, then we headed of into berwick at 5 miles an hour and my wee orange whirley light going (cool dude) <br />
we crept through the town then i noticed a sign for the local industrial estate and headed towards it whn i pulled up at a roundabout i saw two coppers sitting in their car staring at us and thought hre we go pulled over explain explain but no they let us go on probably to much paper work i guess anyway i found the industrial estate with outsating views out onto the north see and came to a halt well out the way i pulled on the hand brake and felt relieved to have got us of the road and found somewhere we could decide what to do. <br />
Mel said she would sort a brew out and opened the door which was wipped from her hand the wind was roaring straight in from the sea and cold and i mean bloody cold we struggled to get to the caravan and mel made us both a brew and got the motley crew fed. <br />
I had been thinking what to do the Leyland was a flat bed but i had no ramps etc and it was 5 ft of the ground i decided to have a scrounge about and see if i could make some temporary ramps after an hour wandering about looking in skips i managed to find some wood etc and set to building a set of ramps i had no whinch all i had was a set of whinch straps the type used to hold loads down on trucks . <br />
2hours later i was ready to start pulling the caravn up the ramps 2 inches at a time then chock the wheels and undo the straps then start again slowly the caravan started to move up the ramps then i turned round and mel was standing there with a fag asking if i was ok i guessed i grunted fine babe you get back imto the cab the tempreture had dropped well away and the ice was forming on my beard so mel got into the cab and crawled into the sleeping bag i smoked the fag then carried on after another 1 or 2 hours the caravan was on the top of the ramps centeneters from resting on the bed of the truck when the wind got up and started to swing the caravan and it slipped of the home made ramps and CRASHED back to the road..god god god .. <br />
I looked up the side of the truck and i could see mel struggling like hell trying to get out of the sleeping bag(she looked like a wee buttrerfly emerging from its slumber or maybe the cold was getting to me) <br />
I just started laughing so much and she eventually came running up to me and asked if i was ok isaid i wa fine but when she sen the caravan had fallen of the ramps onto the road she started crying i held her and said it is ok babe and asked her to get me a fag and then set to getting the caravn onto the truck this time i got it smoothly and it seem quicker onto the flat bed and tyed it fimly to the bed of the truck i was just about to jump down when the two coppers i had seen earlier pulled up and asked there ususal questions i realised they thought i was stealing it i was in mood for their bollocks and just said if i was going to steal a caravan it wouldn't be this pile of ****e and they headed of. <br />
I checked the ropes and jumped into the cab and started it up after a about 1/2 hr it started to warm up and we headed of to find the food we had originally came to town for ....<br />
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On the way through town i had noticed a wee kebab shop and thought we deserved a wee treat (well a bloody big one) so i pulled up to the shop our home now sitting on top of the truck i was completely covered in oil and muck but sod it ,we walked into the shop and ordered a ton of food and then sat down eagerly waiting for it after what seemed an eternity the woman shouted out HOT &amp; SPICY and i looked up and with my mouth watering shouted excitedly thats ME and was just about to head over to get it when i felt a bloody sharp pain in my right leg when i turned to see what it was Mel was sitting there saying i'll give you HOT &amp; SPICY (still get the odd kick for that love eh) <br />
We gathered the food together and headed out and got into the truck deciding to eat it on the lay-by out of town what a meal food never tasted so good and when we finished i could see that mel had suddenly realised she was going to have to climb up the side of the truck and shimmy along the side to the door she deffinetly didn't look happy (the wee snob in her had surfaced i think) <br />
anyway after a lot of moaning we managed to get into the caravan with the clan and it wasn't long before the Hermits were farting and snoring happly away.. <br />
The next day we sat and thought were we wanted to head of to and decided it would be nice to head over to exeter again always had nice times when we have parked there before so that night late on i like to travel at night so much easier i think <br />
We got half way there and i thought i needed a sleep before pushing on so mel done her ususal thing an within an hour there was a large meal ready and we sat and enjoyed it (apart from the odd comment about the state of the caravan ) <br />
after a few hours wee pulled of and set of to exeter money was a bit tight as our last jobs (well mels work hadn't paid the wages into the bank thankfully mine had gone through well any we spotted a field with spuds and sprouts growing an i guess you can imagine for the next few hours it was windows well opened i could have swore the dogs were ready for the off totally ashamed of us heading down the road trumping.. <br />
In the early hours we pulled into ide near exeter and mel asked me how we would get the caravan of the truck easy i said i undone all the straps and then tied one end of the caravan to a tree and simply drove of there you go babe HOME xxx (it was fine as her tele didn't move)</div>

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			<title>Back gone</title>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jul 2008 10:53:27 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>well the entire rear end is off of the ground, next problem was the fact that the water tank, yes I did drain it prior to jacking, has to be removed...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>well the entire rear end is off of the ground, next problem was the fact that the water tank, yes I did drain it prior to jacking, has to be removed to enable access to the spring hanger bolts what joys. Remove tank unbolt spring hanger support and swivel support into a position when it can be removed. Oh dear it won't move, try a little leverage (4ft crowbar) still noting try again, yes a definite cracking sound, oh B*llicks it was my back. Crawl out from under rest a while then drag myself to the Landy, why does it have to be so darn high. Another day off to let my back recover at this rate it will be next summer before I get it done. Oh yes whilst underneath I found the reason that grey waste seemed to have disappeared. The waste pipe had not been clipped and had worn through by rubbing on the rear wheel, dripping water all over the brake pipe (also needing replacement) and whilst tank is out I will have to treat timber floor and repaint chassis, will it never end.</div>

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			<title>Old Age</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 01 Jul 2008 09:33:46 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>At 61 I do not feel old, however whilst trying to repair the beast for MOT it has become obvious I am, no strength left, memory abysmal and tired...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>At 61 I do not feel old, however whilst trying to repair the beast for MOT it has become obvious I am, no strength left, memory abysmal and tired out. Having tried several of my existing jacks to lift the van I have resorted to buying a new 12 ton jack which was supposed to make life easier. However in order to repalace springhangers the weight has to be lifted off the wheels so supporting with axle stands on the chassis is necessary, so now I find the axle stands won't take the weight and start to bend, ah well time to start carting concrete blocks, pile underneath and top off with timber. Slowly release the jack and blocks sink slowly into the ground. Jack again lift out blocks place large sheet if plywood under then rebuild blocks, two hours gone and not a single spanner to hand. Collapse exhausted in heap and give up until tomorrow. <font face="Comic Sans MS"><font size="4"><font color="red"><b><i>There must be a fit young wildcamper out there who would like to park up here (water and waste disposal point) and help a few hours a day then shoot off surfing. Any offers.</i></b></font></font></font></div>

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			<title>Why I like your wildcamping site.</title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 30 Jun 2008 21:07:28 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>:)Pete and I bought a classic camper a few years ago and Pete has never stopped working on it , she just needs constant attention. 
We have never...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>:)Pete and I bought a classic camper a few years ago and Pete has never stopped working on it , she just needs constant attention.<br />
We have never stayed on a site, we have always wildcamped.How ever, in the last twelve months our usual spots have become popular with the &quot;not so nice set&quot;and we are always on the look out for new ones.Chatting with friends who share their locations up and down country, we all share our knowledge but now would think twice before posting up in public which is a shame.<br />
Right , back on track,I love your site , it is so friendly and helpful and the latest meet made super reading.<br />
Pete and I are members of the couchsurfing project and some of their methods could be useful here without giving offence to either members or guests.</div>

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			<title>new member</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 12 Jun 2008 22:48:08 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>hi all you wild campers. this is peter from northern ireland i have a 1977 hanomag/mercedes camper the camper is in use every day, we allso travel...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>hi all you wild campers. this is peter from northern ireland i have a 1977 hanomag/mercedes camper the camper is in use every day, we allso travel all over north &amp; south of ireland plus u/k</div>

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			<title>Life in the bus on the road</title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 09 Jun 2008 09:04:00 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>been really busy fitting wind power and solar to the bus soon be totally self sufficient with the cost of fuel i am so glad i have done it now to...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>been really busy fitting wind power and solar to the bus soon be totally self sufficient with the cost of fuel i am so glad i have done it now to finish insulating the old bus ready for the winter and get some chickens</div>

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			<title>MOT blues</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 17:05:20 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>The dreaded MOT has got me, apart from a few small electrical problems the major concern is the springhanger bushes. I am not sure if I am physically...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>The dreaded MOT has got me, apart from a few small electrical problems the major concern is the springhanger bushes. I am not sure if I am physically up to changing them myself this time, Having just bought the van and still fitting it out to suit me, getting installed electrics and gas to work as they should installing a proper charging system etc the extra work is something I could well do without, maybe one of you kind persons out there who is younger and fit enough would care for an extended camp FOC in return for help? Great surfing nearby at Woolacombe and saunton etc.</div>

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			<title>back from trial run</title>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 03 May 2008 20:47:04 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>The tour of Cornwall was great,:p:p no major problems around 400 miles, I thought the veg oil might be too thick so mixed with regular diesel. Still...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>The tour of Cornwall was great,:p:p no major problems around 400 miles, I thought the veg oil might be too thick so mixed with regular diesel. Still not identified the builder of this van but MMM magazine are running a request for info, July issue I think. It may well reduce the insurance cost if a known manufacturer. Ah well we will wait and see. The van is six berth and we only need two so may be looking to downsize sometime in the future if we can find something that grabs our attention. I suppost I will have to get a smaller van due to age/weight restriction at some point.</div>

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			<title>wild west country</title>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 25 Apr 2008 08:48:00 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Well the van is all ready to go so time has come for a trial run so we are off today for a run around the west country not too sure how long we will...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Well the van is all ready to go so time has come for a trial run so we are off today for a run around the west country not too sure how long we will be away or if I can find a wifi connection to provide updates. So those of you in the area please do look out for us.<br />
This is van number six so we are not entirely new to the scene.:D:D:D</div>

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			<title>East Coast , Yorkshire ways ~</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 17 Apr 2008 07:01:32 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Going down the coast roads Today from Redcar to Spurn Head , could see some mobiles on the way anyone out THERE ?. Giving van a run out Get rid of...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Going down the coast roads Today from Redcar to Spurn Head , could see some mobiles on the way anyone out THERE ?. Giving van a run out Get rid of some cobwebs See Yah :cool::D. Back Sunday  *.<img src="http://www.wildcamping.co.uk/forums/blog_attachment.php?attachmentid=2&amp;d=1208792004" border="0" alt="Name:  5.jpg
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			<title>motorhome insurance GOT TO READ THIS</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 15 Apr 2008 20:05:12 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>we just have to tell you this!  we have  
been motorhome owners for 12 months today, we joined the caravan club when we bought the motorhome april...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>we just have to tell you this!  we have <br />
been motorhome owners for 12 months today, we joined the caravan club when we bought the motorhome april 07, the cc told us that we could get cheaper insurance with nig because we are cc members, we took the insurance! 12 months on we have a renewal quote £584.61 with 2 years no claims on the motor home.  we were horrified! our van was registered 97, and this seems extremely steep. I was given the name Adrian Flux insurance (Supplied by admiral insurance) we have today renewed for £237.45 fully comp and the we added breakdown cover for the van at £75 only, total £ 312.45.  couldnt believe it, the policy is better than NIG.  NO we are not on commission, we thought you should hear about great companies like this,  we are all quick to complain about the rubbish we receive as van owners but heres a positive side!  if you want the contact details try the website <a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.adrianflux.co.uk" target="_blank">www.adrianflux.co.uk</a>  or contact us...:):)Jacx &amp; AP p.s anyone have wild camping sites in The lakes and southport?</div>

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