Wednesday, 14 July 2010
Remember this post?
Not a rant about students
but about Joss down the road and his dream of converting a van in which to reach India?
It clearly struck some chord in those of us who may have longed for their own youthful road trip, and some of you asked to be kept informed. Recently I met a rather despondent Joss, who said that he'd been to Glastonbury (of course) and that something dreadful had gone wrong with the beloved van on the way home. It was going to cost a fortune to put right. I didn't get the details, but I picked up on the general disappointment, doom and gloom.
Two days ago, however, Joss and a friend passed me on the street - on a tandem - and he called out cheerfully that they had been building the bed for the van. I gathered from this that the end-of-life stage for the dream home had not yet been reached after all.
Yesterday, the van was back in the lane; Joss was busy putting a platform bed together, and hoping to get to Budapest next week. That would test the new engine. You have to hand it to him - he's not a boy to be knocked down for long!
I can't move to Somerset and not keep up with how far he gets with his van, his energy, and his wonderful irrepressible optimism, and those of you who grew up in the '60s know you'll want to know too.
So here you go - you can follow the adventure here on his new blog, creative spelling and all:
Posted by rachel at 13:46