It was the first weekend in August, the sun was set to shine, and we had just collected our new 495UK from the dealership. We headed for Norfolk with my sister-in-law and their new caravan, and plotted up ready for a testing weekend!
Four children happily playing inside our van we set about erecting the new and rather tricking awning on the other van. Minutes later, following a quick roll call we discovered that my eldest son was missing. Then aged 3 and on par with a small monkey, we were pondering his whereabouts when I heard a shrieking sound. Following my sister-in-laws horrified stare I looked up through the skylight and my son was peering down at me! "hello mummy I found a ladder". My husband scaled the ladder and caught him as he was about to plummet through the roof into our dinner!
