Goodbye, van

I sold the Iveco van last night, and both Moonface and I felt strangely sad about it, so much so that as it drove away (picture above) I was almost tearful.
We'd had some good times with the Iveco, Moonface more than myself since it was her festival hotel, and selling it was a wrench but with the new Ducato under construction it was time.

There were curious symmetries about our ownership. Both our first and last nights aboard were spent at Dead Woman's Ditch in the Quantocks, and after being prompted into this quick purchase of the van by the death of a doctor friend through cancer, we sold it to a woman doctor who has recently been diagnosed and has just started treatment for it, too.

We know that she'll have a good time with the Iveco.

:o/