Be afraid of the crazy woman

Not to self:- Stop smiling at other campers in passing as they appear to be either a) shocked and assume I’m crazy or b) miserable, po-faced and too ‘up’ themselves to be civil. I think I should adopt the stance of my late teenage years when I used to go everywhere looking down at the pavement for fear of making eye contact with anyone. Or maybe as a woman of a certain age I could get away with talking and muttering to myself – sod ’em all.

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About travellingninjas3

Scarlet haired veggie/coeliac/tattooed/charity shop loving rebel sold everything to take to the road with 3 Yorkies in a campervan to discover the meaning of life & blog about it. It all went well for 18 months but then a flippin bloke walked into my life and turned it upside down so now the travelling has come to a halt but I still live in the van but in a field - marvellous :o)
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