POMS CROSSING OZ (well, part of it…) PART 3
Part 3. How Not To Park A Camper Van I was designated driver #1. “Do I get to drive?”, asked Shane. I glared at Beccy. “No”, she said, “just sit back and relax – Dash is an excellent driver”. “Dash?”, he said. I glared at her again. “Um, we call her that because she moves… Continue reading POMS CROSSING OZ (well, part of it…) PART 3