Friday, June 21, 2019

Lady in the Bathroom

After having my shower in the amenities block in Whyalla caravan park this morning I met a lovely woman. She wasn't young, I estimate around 80, maybe late 70's. We cordially said good morning and then she started talking.

The first thing she said was that caravanning was not an easy for women and she felt tired and worn out by all the work she needed to do each day to support her husband. Stating that she prepared 3 meals a day, did cleaning and washing as well as helping with the caravan set up. Full time life on the road was not a glamorous or romantic lifestyle and her advice the other women would be not to do it.

Once this dear woman started to talk it was as if the flood gates had opened and she couldn't stop. As I stood there listening to her tale of woe I wondered if I was the only person to listen to her for a long time.

They had come from Perth where a family member had taken most of their money and house, it sounded like a very sad situation. Her daughter in law and grandaughter had been very unkind and she was clearly very hurt and upset about them. She shared intimate details about them I wouldn't expect to hear from someone I'd only just met. 

They had been in Whyalla for 5 weeks and were hoping to move to NSW where they could settle peacefully, somewhere that wasn't too hot in the summer and far away from Perth. In reality, I'm not sure she really knew where they were heading next, she seemed confused and said they may even end up at the Gold Coast.

They had had battery trouble with the van and the system had to be replaced, consequently they were out of funds and now stranded waiting for their next pension payment to finance further travel. Oh gosh I felt so sorry for this small frail woman in front of me. I so wish I'd asked her name, but sadly didn't. 

I get the feeling that the isolation of caravan parks and constant travel, having no friends and an alienated family was getting the best of her. 

Reluctantly I had to leave her as we were travelling on and the last thing she said to me was “you know we have to be there for each other, women are important and we should stick together”
I've been thinking about her all day.


Thursday, June 20, 2019

Wet Days

Wet days, no problem.
I have it down pat now and have found it easy to finish off the drying right here in the caravan. I don't really like using the dryer unless absolutely necessary and so far this has worked.
We are fortunate to be in a park so I can use the heater to hurry things up.


Tuesday, June 11, 2019

Whose broom is that?

We were packing up to move on to our next camp. Hubby usually does the outside stuff like hoses, electrical etc and I do the inside like making sure everything is stowed away for the trip...Well, we were both pretty organised and he came into the caravan, looked around and said "don't forget to pack YOUR brooms.
If that's not sexism and gender stereotyping, well what is it?
His punishment, which I can hand out, because I am the CEO of this operation was that he be given sole ownership of all brooms for the remainder of the trip...love him xox

Keep sweeping babe xox

Monday, June 10, 2019

Scones

Not having an oven in the caravan makes it difficult to be too creative in the kitchen.
I wanted to have a go a making scones in a Bessemer Pot and they turned out pretty well,
I didn't use  recipe, just added milk to melted butter and used self raising flour until I had a useable dough. I cut it into 8 pieces and rolled it into balls.
I pre heated the pot and sprayed the baking paper with olive oil.
I baked them for about 10 minutes and then turned them over for another 10.
Not perfect but acceptable.