The Part Where I Spend Money Twice on the Same Problem There is a very particular kind of stupid that involves buying something, deciding it is not good enough, buying something better, and then tearing out the something better in favour of a completely different approach that you had not considered until approximately ten minutes…
There’s a specific kind of sick feeling you get when you hear a crunch you caused yourself. Not a random noise, not something mysterious. A crunch you walked right into, despite your own instincts telling you not to. I know that feeling very well now. The Night in Enniskillen Kathy was meant to be spending…
We’ve been coming to Roe Valley Country Park for years. Kids in tow, then grandkids, then just ourselves with a packed lunch and nowhere particular to be. But parking up overnight in a motorhome? That’s a new one. And the reason we’re back doing exactly that comes down to one thing: Starlink. More on that…
Portaferry. Parked the motorhome in our favourite forrest park up, nursing a beer I probably didn’t need, collecting Game of Thrones door stamps like a tourist in my own life. We stopped at Fiddler’s Green earlier – one of the doors is inside the bar, which is exactly the kind of thing that works better…
Forty Hours Awake and Counting I’ve been away. Not “weekend in Donegal” away. Properly away. Atlanta, Georgia, filming for work, meeting people I usually only exist alongside in a Slack channel, and doing my best impression of someone who handles long-haul flights like a functional adult. I do not. Here’s the thing about AuDHD that…
The Squarespace Temptation This is the story of my WordPress migration from Elementor to Kadence, and why it nearly didn’t happen. Before we get to the rebuild, I need to confess something. I nearly left WordPress entirely, I wrote about it in my previous post. I had the tab open. I had the credit card…
Picture this: a tech-savvy nomad almost trades his custom-built blog for a flashy drag-and-drop website because he’s tired of WordPress updates. But after a flirtation with Squarespace, he realises it’s a beautiful garden with a welded bonnet – no tinkering allowed. Ultimately, he decides to spruce up his WordPress home instead of downscaling to a snazzy hatchback. So, he’ll stick with his complex setup, embracing the delightful chaos of digital nomad life!
If you think van life is all sunsets, coffee mugs balanced on dashboards, and barefoot freedom, I have bad news. Most weeks, van life is actually admin. Boring, expensive, soul-sapping admin. This is the invisible work of van life, the stuff nobody films, nobody hashtags, and nobody warns you about before you buy a motorhome…
Motorhome garage organisation is one of those things you swear you’ll sort “next time”, usually right up until you’re kneeling on frozen ground at night, blindly rummaging for a fuse with a phone torch clenched between your teeth. After last weekend’s chaos, this one’s been… quiet. Suspiciously quiet. So I leaned into it and did…
A weekend of motorhome damage near Enniskillen caused by a levelling ramp mistake, icy conditions and hidden past repairs, redeemed by a genuinely beautiful Trory Pier park-up.
