I'm turning into a pikey. For those of you who don't live in the South of England a pikey is someone who is a bit common - sovereign rings, shops at Netto, 3 children by three different fathers, bit of a gypsy (Sorry if I have offended anyone!) The reason for this is that I'm getting a caravan!!! Now before you choke on your cornflakes, let me explain. Now that I have Millie I'm a bit restricted as to where I can go on holiday. Dan will be eventing all summer and as her mum, I want to go and watch all her events. Sometimes they are a few hours drive away, so if I take a caravan I can stay over and have a relaxing time, take the dog and make a few days of it and get the chance to explore our wonderful countryside. Since my Mum's illness she's not too keen on flying anywhere abroad so she can come too. My Mum's brother Nick and his wife Christine have just bought one and they tell me it's like 'playing house'. I'm quite excited!!!
Mind you when I went to the caravan shop in Guildford on Sunday to have a look there were rather a lot of pikeys in the shop !!!