This is a very short post to mark the momentous occasion, after two weeks of caravan life, of the connection of hot water.
Going for a weekly hot shower in Kyle was fine, but a 25 mile round trip meant it wasn’t really feasible much more frequently than that.
And with the wind and rain whipping around us daily, we get muddier and dirtier than I thought possible.
Husband connected up the pipes and installed a new boiler over the last few days, and after a break in the weather this morning completed the last bits of the connection.
We now have a working toilet, a shower and a hot water tap in the kitchen. Doing my happy dance.
Isn’t it amazing how we take things like this for granted.
Ravencroft Skye 