Who needs company? When life gets messy, Emma Jane Unsworth hires a motorhome and heads for the hillsNungwi Village
Maybe you should learn to bite your tongue when you’re sitting in a New Zealand layby with a policeman at your window, having been pulled over for the third time in a week for going a few miles over the speed limit (and, once, a few miles under), and you have a sneaking suspicion it might be because you’re a woman in her early 20s with the audacity to drive a motorhome.
“Bit of a heavy vehicle this for you, isn’t it?” said the officer, adjusting his shades. “What do you drive back home, a hatchback?”
I want a shower and a cooker. You might call it cheating, I call it being 36 with sciaticaNungwi Village
I lived with someone, but I got antsy, so I got in a van and drove. He drew a snail on the dashboard to make me miss him