Unpredictable as ever, the maid and the chauffeur decided to sell our motorhome the week before our September holiday and packed Ted and me into the car with a tent, a kettle and our bedding. What a squeeze!
As there was no towing involved, and no motorhome to manoeuvre down tiny country lanes, they decided to go somewhere they’d never been before and headed for the coast of Kent.
I must say, I was excited as we drew near to our first destination and drove along a narrow road past a tree-covered park. But within half an hour of arriving, matters took a turn for the worse as the chauffeur became a handy snack for a horde of midges as he unpacked the tent under a row of trees.
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Travelling terrier Ted, together with his maid and chauffeur, visit campsites around the UK with Milly the caravan in tow. Ted offers tips for places to stay and shares some of his holiday capers.