I was away overseas on a work trip and my (then) wife texted me stating she’d bought a caravan. No warning.
I arrived back to the UK and she was very excited, taking me straight to the dealers to have a look. I hadn’t slept for 48 hours by that stage so didn’t take anything in….
A week later, after receiving a phone call telling me it was ready to pickup, I took my T5 down to the dealers and was quite shocked at what my ex had bought….
A 28′ twin-axle behemoth!! I looked a proper pikey with that being towed by a van. The dealer asked whether I’d towed before.. “yes, small boat trailers etc, but not twin axle”….
Anyway it was nice inside but a total headache. Country lanes were a nightmare and manoeuvring in campsites hell on earth! Plus I now was a ‘caravanned’ blocking the roads like all the others and horse box drivers. I loathed myself for that. Couldn’t get rid of it quick enough.
I still curse myself for once being a shed-dragger. Moral of the story is don’t let your wife buy a caravan!!
That said an old road-shed to be left at a decent beach-campsite appeals, but It’d only do one journey and be left there all year round.