I was out taking pix this afternoon when I was stopped by the flashing lights of a police motorcyclist. I got out of the Romahome, fearing the worst. It seems the police were tailing some guys in a van, who were knocking on doors, trying to buy campervans, and the police had seen me waving at them. But, hell, I wave at just about anyone on the road, especially when I’ve had a skinfull.
It was such a relief to find I’d done nothing wrong that I decided, then and there, to trade in the Romahome for a personalised Reliant Robin. No money changed hands; I reckon I got the best of the bargain for once. Look out for me when you see me on the road… and give me a wave…
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