🚐✨ Meet Peggy Sue — a 1990s caravan I bought with dreams of DIY glory and zero actual knowledge.

She was advertised as “a bit tired with minor damp.”
Spoiler: she’s absolutely exhausted and soaked.
We’re talking the kind of damp that feels… sentient.

So here begins the journey: one woman, one caravan, and the slow unravelling of both. Expect bodged repairs, bad decisions, and a surprising amount of beige.

🔨 Follow along for updates, tantrums, and maybe even a transformation (of the caravan — my personality’s set in stone).