A journey written in brush strokes

Glastonbury, in the Somerset Levels, might bring to mind crystal healing and ley lines, but away from the town wildlife flourishes. Our campsite was perfectly placed, close to both the RSPB’s Ham Wall

We’d passed through the Grand Duchy of Luxembourg, to give it its full title, many times en route to other places and always said that we should have another break in this beautiful country (we’d had

We rarely have a plan for our campervan adventures, preferring instead to point our noses in a general direction of travel and play it by ear. This summer in the UK was no exception as we left our hom

We leafed through the well-thumbed pages of our atlas until North Wales stopped us in our tracks. Anglesey felt like a place apart. A few weeks later, we found ourselves waist-high in prickly gorse, s

It is May, the sun is shining, the work schedules align; off we go on an impromptu trip close to home in Northern Ireland. With our youngest now away in college, we can take a May holiday and take adv

Ask most British motorhomers about their preferred European road trip destinations and you’re likely to hear familiar answers: France, Spain, maybe even Italy and Portugal. Germany, however, rarely ma