Sitting here in the van in Gods own county listening to the English language being spoken as it was always intended. The sound of the sea just lapping onto the sand. The sky as clear and as blue as can be, a nice cool breeze keeping the heat at bay. A huge liner just creeping past on its way up to Tilbury with yet another ship load of passangers coming to visit our fantastic capital. What a lovely day it is turning out to be.
You dont have travel thousands of miles in your motorhome to find what we all have on our doorsteps, it took just an hour on the M25 to get here and just an hour to get home.
You dont have travel thousands of miles in your motorhome to find what we all have on our doorsteps, it took just an hour on the M25 to get here and just an hour to get home.