Trailer

I have a trailer.

A foiled trip to Swindon last night after I found the light board lead and my car were incompatible meant I had to repeat the trip today.

I now have it.

I see it as a perilously close step to caravan ownership. I'm not sure why.

In my head I tell myself this makes me a practical, job doing adult, who needs a trailer to do manly things.

In fact I am a middle aged father of three who's got camping coming up for the summer holidays and can no longer squeeze everything in to his car.

(Esther didn't win the egg race).