My Endless Love: Unexpected Little Somethings

Apologies for the lack of posts. I had every intention of blogging daily while away at my brother’s wedding (dedicated post to come), but by the end of each day I simply fell into bed, barely able to make sense of my pyjamas, let alone create coherent sentences.

On the way back from the wedding, I had lunch with KAO, and caught up with the trillion things I’ve missed having not seen her in over a month. Spending time with her would have been more than enough to make my day perfectly wonderful, but it was made even better by the little gift she’d carefully wrapped and ribboned for me.

It was this little darling:

Laser Cut Wooden Van Brooch by Sconnie and Jam

Isn’t she cute! KAO was aiming for a replical of Calliope and, while the colour is a bit off, the style of van is pretty close. I put it on straight away, smiling every time I glanced down and caught its jaunty little frame on my bust. The perfect unexpected gift for a van-crazy gal like moi.

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Van-tastic: An Introduction of Sorts

Having recently started my own business, and also moved home to save money for said business, I have need for an office…and personal space in general. The solution, as you may have read, was to be a caravan. So, I’ve spent the past few months scanning every backyard and roadside, regularly checking ebay, and generally obsessing over everything caravan. And then…

…And then, driving past a yard we drive past nearly every day, my mother spied a shabby old van with no wheels, shattered windows, and a broken door. Like the desperate woman I was, I screeched to a halt, strode to the door, and…politely asked the old gentleman in the bedraggled old house if he was planning to use the dilapidated van anytime soon. And if not, could I possibly purchase it from him?

HE SAID YES!

To buying the van that is. So I did. And I brought her home (illegally), after a dramatic battle with finding the correct tyres to fit the chassis. You wanna see her?

Isn’t she cute?

She’s not much to look at yet, and her insides are just as shabby as her outsides:

But she’s getting there. A few more weekends of love and care, and I’m sure she’ll make a fine office. And a pretty neat craft-space-cum-spare room, just like this one.

By the way, her name is Calliope – a Greek muse. I’m hoping she can be mine too.