It's All Your Fault Richard Palmer 02.06.18
Updated: Jul 21, 2018
The morning of Saturday 2nd June started off like any other sunny weekend morning - sorting out bits for the family and dreaming of a less busy life.
The afternoon promised a lot, a poker tournament with a few mates. However, little did I know that later that day I was about to be bowled over and fall in love all over again!
It all started very light hearted with something similar to "Hi Richard how's it going? I've been following your camper van adventures on Facebook. Would you mind showing me around the vehicle, it sounds awesome living in a camper van. How cool!"
And that was it.... BOOM.... having seen the inside, having listened to tales of finishing work for the day then deciding upon where to spend that evening - anywhere within reason - perhaps besides a river, a lake, the New Forest, the beach, in London.... I felt a sleeping fire of my youth kicking back into life.
Back inside for poker, "That's it" I said to my mate "I'm buying a camper van, I'm just gonna do it...before I don't do it... before I change my mind or work or life distracts me. I'm buying one".
"That's a great idea" said my mate, a wise old sage. "Do it. A Campervan. That sounds fun…. you know the gift that just keeps on.... taking!!"
The following day I knew I had to take some action before I became distracted by something else 'Ooh look shiny!' So I dragged the family up to WHSmiths and purchased a Campervan magazine and went home to look through the pages to see what it was all about.
I spent some time online on eBay, Autotrader and other sites to see what campers were about for sale. I messaged Richard more than a couple of times in the space of a few hours, picking his brains and sending him just short of a thousand potential buys asking for his advice. Of course Richard would have nothing better to do with his time but wait for the next message from me.
With so many potential buys on the market I came up with a plan to motivate Richard and curb my enthusiasm just a tad. So I offered him some dirty money in exchange for his help in trying to create a shortlist of 3 or 4 potential buys from my ridiculously big list.
I thought I'd found a few myself already but of course being 150+ miles away I needed to know if they were really goers or if they were just boxes with hidden rust on wheels looking like good value buys when seen through the eyes of a fool so desperate to quickly part with their money. I needed to protect myself from… myself!
So Richard set off dismissing many of my proposals either too expensive, too many miles, not the right make, too many holes etc.. and he gave me a very very fine sane piece of advice:
"DO NOT RUSH INTO ANYTHING. CAMPERVANS COME UP FOR SALE ALL THE TIME. TAKE YOUR TIME. FIND THE RIGHT ONE."
I listened, calmed myself down, gave myself a good talking too and of course 3 days later I was the proud owner of my first Campervan!