A Blonde, A Welshman and a Car Called Babs...
February 8th 2012 “Oh my God,” I cried, as I walked over to Matt, “What happened?”
“The door fell off,” he replied sheepishly, clutching the side door to our campervan in his arms.
I sighed. We had only had our van (which we christened ‘Babs’) for three days. We knew when we were buying her that we’d run into some problems along the way (a 23 year old van tends to break down now and then) but no
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