Neglected.

On saturday, weeks and weeks of relentless solo hard work will come to fruition for Clare. She's organising a Roman Road mini (although she's packed as much into it as the regular one) festival/street party. Tonight after work we had to drive to the caravan to pick up a marquee. It was a bit sad to see the old place all overgrown. Even if it wasn't for this work we just don't seem to have any spare weekends to visit. And right now we don't have any room for a normal life, we're all at the ends of our little tethers.
Our caravan isn't quite this crap, this is our storage van.