Poor old Brucie

The bad news is yesterday our little van broke down, but as luck would have it, it was just as we were pulling into the little town of carnarvon, after over two weeks of having no phone reception and all the long drives it really couldn't have happened at a better time. The nice man from the RAC came and tried to fix the van but couldn't, so we have to wait until monday for the mechanic to open. Something has happened to the carbouretta and when you turn the engine on it just revs up higher and higher, luckily we were able to pull in and turn off the engine before it blew up. hopefully it shouldn't be too much of a set back, but we might be here for a few days longer than we first though. We are so lucky to have reached a town, even if it is small and nothing ever appears to be open, but at least we can chill in our hammock with the crossword and maybe dip in the pool - so I guess we'll be ok!



The RAC ended up having to tow us to a caravan park in town and we got to wave to everyone as we were towed to our site! it was quite an entrance. To cheer ourselves up we had fish and chips and now just have to wait to speak to mechanic, we'll let you know how we get on.