Finally my long awaited Retirement Day has arrived! 9 years and 4 months earlier than expected, but hey, I’m not complaining, in fact I’m over the moon about it.
I know for some this would probably be the worst thing that could happen to them, however, as I have always viewed retirement as the pinnacle of my career path, I’m more than pleased it’s arrived a fair bit earlier than expected.
It’s not that I’m lazy or work shy, I often did a lot more physical work on the weekends than I ever did during the ‘working week’, it’s just that there are so many other things I’d rather be doing than sitting at a desk all week, such as going off on adventures with my wife Barb, and our dog Borys, in our camper van.
That said, Barb, who retired a few years earlier, says I may be surprised how much I will miss being at work when the reality of being retired kicks in. I’ve also read a few articles by people who have struggled to come to terms with being retired and have become quite depressed. On the plus side, many articles suggest that having an active lifestyle with many interests is the way to have a positive retirement, and I certainly have a wide range of interests to keep me busy.
There is absolutely no doubt I will miss the team of people I worked with, but I’m hoping my ‘former colleagues’ will remain very close friends. They organised a fantastic send off for me, with a ‘Great Escape’ style tunnel committee meeting, superb cakes and snacks, a ‘Golden Ticket’ geocache to find in the university grounds and rounded the day off with a few drinks together after work. So a very big cheers to the Systems Development Team of Liverpool Hope University and everyone else who came to wave me off during the day.
I’m planning on keeping this blog regularly updated with all the stuff Barb and I get up to, accompanied by Borys, Sully, Xena and Froggy, as we begin this exciting new chapter in our lives. You’re all welcome to ‘virtually’ join us if you’re curious to see how it all pans out.
Well, time to start the adventure and see where it leads us all
It’s been quite some time since I last updated this blog, and even though a lot of water has passed under the proverbial bridge in that time, I just didn’t have the desire to add any of it to this site.
However, my life is just about to undergo a major change, I’m on the point of taking early retirement and Barb and I are hoping to embark on a lot of new adventures, accompanied by our lovely dog Borys.
So now seems a very fitting time to fire up this blog again and record where our new life takes us.
This year Barb and I decided we wanted to be far less dependent on the need for electric hook up, partly because its more economical, but also because we prefer sites which are a bit quieter and closer to nature and these generally tend to have limited amenities.
Our biggest energy dependency was on heating, so our first project was to install a Gas Blown Air Heater. The two most widely used RV heating systems seemed to be Truma, which uses gas, and Eberspacher, which uses diesel from your van fuel tank. Both these systems cost between £700 – £900, which at the time was beyond our means. We’d also found a few references which stated that some of the Eberspachers could be quite noisy, not great when trying to keep warm and get some sleep on those cold wintry nights.
After a fair bit of on-line research we settled on a Propex Heatsource HS2000 which cost us £420 supplied with flue, ducting, gas fittings and temperature control panel included.
The next big problem we encountered was where to position the heater. Our two main aims were to minimise loss of storage space and have clear space under the van to route the air intake and gas exhaust pipes. Owing to the location of the Leisure battery, the water storage tank, the water heater, the plastic fuel tank, and the prop shaft running down the middle of the van to the rear axle, the only suitable location available to us was in the cupboard under the ‘kitchen’ sink and cooker.
In order to get enough access to drill the required holes through the van floor we had to strip out the cooker unit and the shelf which it rested on.
This also gave us access to the main gas supply pipe and enabled us to take a gas supply to the heater via the existing 3 way gas manifold.
The hardest part of this job was drilling the holes through the very tough floor of the van. I strongly recommend you use new sharp drill bits to do this, we didn’t, it took ages, and the resulting holes were not as tidy as we would have liked leading to a fair bit of follow up filing being required.
With the heater being situated next to the rear wheel arch we were able to route the heater exhaust pipe alongside the vans engine exhaust pipe with the air intake being routed in the opposite direction secured at a couple of points to chassis cross struts.
Once the heating unit was connected to the gas supply and screwed to the floor it was a fairly straightforward job to route the internal intake and output vents into the van via the water tank and water heater storage area and connect the unit to the heater thermostat controller unit.
Next job: adding a solar panel.
After the loss of Gromit we quickly realised how much we had become ‘dog’ people. Gromit had been such a demanding dog that our whole lives had slowly shifted to being virtually all about caring for his needs. With a great deal of indoor entertainment between lengthy daily walks and two training sessions a week, looking after him was a full time job and losing him had left a huge void in our lives which needed to be filled.
Having Gromit had introduced new activities and social gatherings into our lives, activities that we had both come to enjoy very much, so we knew that we would get another dog eventually. However, we hadn’t planned on getting another dog so soon after Gromit’s accident until we discovered that two of Gromit’s litter brothers were still being kept in a pen on a farm still waiting to re-homed at almost 21 months of age.
After Barb had a chat with Gill, the dogs owner, we decided to go up to the farm to meet Borys. Gill had assured Barb that Borys was the more passive of the two remaining dogs and had shown definite signs of being cat tolerant, important as we have three cats. We also decided to go up in our camper van so we could stay overnight and get to know Borys a little better before deciding what to do.
Needless to say we fell for him immediately and he ended up staying with us in our van overnight. I’d taken a handful of chicken treats with me and, although he was very nervous and submissive, I think this won his trust fairly quickly.
We knew we would have a lot of work to do with Borys, as he hadn’t had any real training nor spent any time living indoors, however, we decided that the least we could do in Gromit’s memory was to turn his misfortune into his brother Borys’ good fortune.
Turns out that was a great decision as he is turning out to be a lovely dog, although the cats don’t think so yet!
On Saturday 1st of March our beautiful dog Gromit was killed on a busy road in Wales having unexpectedly forged his way across a small river and a large marshy area in pursuit of some sheep he had spotted way over the other side of the valley.
We were staying at a camp-site that we had visited many times, a location we believed to be a safe place to let him run free, unfortunately this didn’t turn out to the case. Thankfully Gromit was killed instantly and will not have felt any pain or even been aware of what happened to him.
I cannot begin to describe the loss my wife, Barb and I felt on that day. Gromit was a ‘Tour de Force’ bursting with energy and endless vitality. Many times he left us feeling exasperated, as he always remained a very wilful dog, despite the hundreds of pounds we spent on training. We’d tried many times to teach him recall but with no success. In many ways it was the wilful aspect of his personality which made him the dog he was, the dog we loved so much, but unfortunately it also ultimately led to his untimely end at only 21 months of age.
Our beautiful boy. Gone in a heartbeat.
It was the best day in a dog’s life,
Running with the lurcher, learning fly ball.
Such high hopes for his skills,
He was intelligent, smart and so very fast.
Camping at our old haunt, visited many times
Our kids, many friends…..all have been there.
So many happy memories, now tainted for ever.
A moment’s lack of attention, ears flattened to head,
And he was gone, running with the wind.
And it was over, no pain, just so still.
The well-meaning farmer, used to the death of animals
Awkwardly comforting, offering a puppy to ease the pain.
And the pain was as never endured before.
A loss so profound, life changing. Final.
And then the chance to give love to his brother.
Poor neglected boy, now here to fill our days
And ease the pain of the loss of our beautiful boy.
The human capacity for love and Borys’ need for love
All melded together for our new journey.
Images taken during a charity bike ride in aid of The National Deaf Children’s Society in Mongolia, 2006.
A collection of images taken on our trip up the Amazon in 2003.
A collection of images taken during a visit to Petra, Jordan in 2009.
Wadi Rum, Jordan. Taken on a trip to Egypt and Jordan, December 2010
During the Spring Bank Holiday we met up with our friends Rachael, Barrie, Lee and Darren on a camp-site in Gloucestershire for a couple of days. While we were in the area Barrie suggested that we all visit the Annual Welsh Perry and Cider Festival being held in Caldicot Castle over that weekend.
We had an excellent time there, certainly helped by the beautiful weather and the beautiful surroundings. This was the 12th year of the festival and the first time it had been held at Caldicot castle, The event generally runs all over the weekend and camping facilities are available at a very reasonable rate.
We just went for the day on this occasion but will definitely be keeping our eye on the Welsh Perry and Cider Society website for details of next years festival with a view to camping throughout the event.
It cost us £6.50 entrance fee each, for which you are provided with, a guide to the available ciders and perrys, a glass for sampling the aforementioned drinks, lots of entertainment and live music and a fantastic atmosphere. You also have to buy a sheet of tokens which you then exchange for those perrys or ciders that you decide you like after enjoying a few free samples of the available choices. There are also plenty of stalls selling food and craft items.
Best of all, well behaved dogs, kept on a lead, are also allowed in, so Gromit got to enjoy the event too