My love and interest in motorcaravanning has been life-long, my grandparents having bought a Commer Dormobile in the late 1960s and carrying out the famous Richard Holdsworth conversion.
I only have vivid memories and a couple of dog-eared photos of the Commer, because I was only six when my grandad passed away at the age of 59 and the Commer was sold.
But the dream of motorcaravanning never left me, even though marriage, children and life took centre stage.
That all changed in 2006.
Divorced and now in Cornwall, I got a job at a motorhome firm in Helston. My motorhome dreams were reignited with vigour!
As one of the company’s valeters I got to drive, clean and drool over all manner of motorhomes every day.
Then one day, in the autumn of 2006, a 1986 Talbot Glendale 1000L arrived in a sorry state, taken in part exchange for a brand-new McLouis.
Despite the Glendale’s rusty front end and tired interior I wanted it, and after a chat with my boss a nominal fee changed hands and it was mine! Much work followed and after a respray the Glendale was ready.
Many trips were taken in it over the next four years, culminating in a 10-day holiday to the picturesque Heartbeat area of Yorkshire.
The Glendale made way for a larger motorhome, a 1991 Hymer B 534 called Henry, which I still own. I now have copious cupboard and wardrobe space, and Henry is dry and warm and everything works perfectly.
I’m married to a lovely lady called Debbie who has embraced the motorcaravanning life with a passion and verve that nearly outdoes my own. She even insisted Henry was given a wash and polish and used as her wedding vehicle – ideal for transporting her and her bridesmaids on our wedding day!
We’ve had many hols away in Henry, from day trips to camping locally on one of the many campsites here in Cornwall, as well as a long holiday touring Wales.
Henry has had a recent gearbox overhaul and is now ready for thousands of more miles and adventures.
Who needs three musketeers when we have Henry, Debbie and me? Oh, and a small dog-eared photo of two elderly people standing alongside a blue Commer.
The dream of motorcaravanning never left me, even though marriage, children and life took centre stage