Here's the view from my bedroom window at Ster Greich just before I went to sleep there. Stunning! As I've said before I enjoy a life without want in my van. Currently the sea is my bath. I am squeaky clean albeit salty. As for Louis, that's an entirely different kettle of fish. I've stepped down the usual nagging about hygiene while on holiday. Until he smells it's fine!
New kit in the van is as rare as rocking horse droppings but there have been some additions lately. The bluetooth speaker, a gas top espresso maker and a couple of replacement cereal bowls have all enhanced motorhome life in a way that doesn't happen in a house. I'm so much more appreciative of all I have when there's less stuff around me. Odd but true.
I'm as happy as I've ever been living this simple way of life. And so I've decided, with 99% certainty, to take the plunge, give notice on Lovelygrey Cottage, put my furniture in storage and live in the van for a while. It will mark a new chapter in my life. Some will think that I'm a little nutty but hey, I've lived with that label perfectly happily for a while now. I'm spurred on by the idea that you have more regrets about the things that you don't do. The time is right too. It's something that Louis is fine with now but unlikely to relish as a teenager in two years time.
It'll mean that I can save hard and also gives me ultimate flexibility to move back into somewhere with four walls and a roof at short notice with a potential advantage over other buyers or renters. After all there won't be another property to dispose of when the ideal home materialises. Meantime, through the winter months, the sea may become a bit chilly for ablutions. Friends with nice bathrooms take note. I might be calling in favours!