I have sent off for supplies of denatured alcohol, but if it hasn't arrived by Wednesday it could put paid to my planned first night in the camper, as I don't fancy trying to do it with no chance of any heat or hot water.
I'm told it's necessary to give one's camper a name, and the one that seems to fit (in an ironic way, I assure you) is Rusty, so 'Travels with Rusty' will be the title of the series of blogs that I plan to write on the road as the dogs and I take off as and when the mood takes us, hopefully to find lots of great places, old and new, to play music (me) and be adored (the dogs).
For now though, as I've managed to spend the whole day so far seeking out bits and bobs for Rusty and getting the space sorted out for our trip to Oxford on Wednesday, I'd better get down to some paid work to fund this new adventure... :-(