Hendrixfan
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All that's left of our beloved camper after some lowlife/s nicked it and burnt it out - apparently just for fun.
I don't understand the mentality; I am livid.
The insurance won't cover the cost of a replacement, given its age. All the hours of work that had gone into it, the memories of good/bad times (like the engine catching fire in France on the fist trip, and the kindness of French people). We'd had it resprayed, just finally got it running so sweetly, and should have been off to France in three weeks time.
I still can't believe it; I catch sight of something like a bottle of toilet chemicals or the spare mains hook-up at home and it reminds me and tears well up ...
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