We are working our way through the planning alphabet, and are up to Plan C.
That is, the rebirth of the Camping Chronicles.
Today has been spent getting kit together (such a shame we got rid of the sleeping bag and our portable cooker) for Hubby to go house hunting on his own in a tent.
We cannot afford B&B indefinitely in our search, and as Hubby says, he can cover more ground without me and the dog in tow.
So, we have bought a new sleeping bag and ground mat, a single burner and gas, billy cans, metal cup, four cans of soup, an all in one utensil gizmo, and a ground sheet to put under the pop up tent to protect the bottom.
The pop up tent is vicious. It bites.
You take it out of the bag, and it nearly takes your hand off as it erects itself with its spring-loaded design. The instructions say take the tent out of the bag* and hold it away from you**, but they should add *CAREFULLY, and **STAND WELL BACK.
They show one picture to put it up, and 8 to squash it back down. It’s pretty neat actually.
The deal is that Hubby will rough it on camp sites, but if the weather is bad, he will book into a B&B. If he is out for more than a week, he will have one or two nights in a B&B.
I am not happy about this, but it does make sense.
I have enquired about two properties already, both of which we missed last time and are of interest.
They are in different areas, both visited last week to view other properties, so we have a feel for the location.
One is similar to one we have already seen, but £15,000 cheaper.
The other is at the higher end of our budget, but has been on the market for over a year, has only had one viewing, and the feedback was it needed some work (electric heating at the moment), but the viewers had seen something else they preferred.
It is in a little village where there is no gas, and they do not like oil central heating.
We are both hopeful on that one and if it’s a goer, Hubby is not going to waste time and after chatting to me to confirm an agreed price, will be able to get the ball rolling on purchase.