Quote: Richard wrote in post #3

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Someone explained to me that the hob could serve as a draining rack if you were so ill-advised as to attempt to do any washing-up in the ludicrously small sink.

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The people who advised us must have been very ill indeed, because we've managed to wash up in the sink quite successfully for years.

It isn't a big sink, so we don't use huge plates, king-sized utensils or expect to be able to scrub out the kind of cauldron they used to cook the beans in Blazing Saddles.

Everything inside these caravans is small. That's how they end up being small on the outside.

And anyway, there's something genuinely endearing about living in a cosy little space where the fridge and the cooker and the sinks and the taps and the light fittings and the cupboards and the toilet and even the front door are all child-sized.

Besides, we don't care overmuch for communal pot-washing at the campsite facilities. It's friendly and social, for sure, but if we're feeling neither friendly nor social it's a bit daft to have to watch through the curtains for a suitably-sized gap in the washing-up traffic when we can do it quite spontaneously in our own little tin snail.

Of course you have to be a bit less vigorous than you might be in your own kitchen sink at home, but we prefer to save our vigour for the games of naked Twister we enjoy with like-minded neighbours*


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*It turns out that like-minded neighbours are very thin on the ground.

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Quote: Julie Grafo wrote in post #6

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We wash up in the van too. Not up for naked Twister though, how do you find room in an Eriba to play that?

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When I said like-minded people were very thin on the ground, I actually meant I hadn't come across any.

At all.

It's a mixture of bravado and an overactive imagination, really.

Truth be told I'm far too embarrassed to ask.

I had heard (from Mr Motters, as it happens) that the posh suntanned people with brand new trainers who live in motorhomes get up to that kind of thing behind their retractable blinds, but Mrs Pete would be mortified if I was caught peeking.

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