Caravans

Many years ago the thought of a caravan made me unwell. The idea of going to a caravan park and hanging round with same people year after year was not attractive.
Times change, I now see great beauty in some of the older more humble caravans. I would love to have one for the backyard.
I wish I could remember where I took the top pic of the green one. I've never seen another like it. The bottom pic was at Birdlings flat around about 1986. I enjoy the shape and tiny windows. Note the cars in the background, not a single Japanese model among them

Decoration

This is a prototype for a range of Christmas decorations I'm thinking of producing.
We were looking after our friends house over the holidays. This was the perfect time to road test this gorgeous creation. It was hanging for at least five weeks before it was 'discovered'. There was a huge amount of squealing and repulsive horror as it was plucked from the back of the Christmas tree.
Councelling maybe required. It was not put away with the many treasured heirloom decorations. There were mumblings about festering and contamination. It now hangs proudly among the daily school notices and other domestic emphora.
To discust and revolt is the reason blokes exist.