We decide to spend another day here and perhaps walk up to Gwil's village in the afternoon. It is a bit fluffy cloudy, and chilly but ok. A wind has got up and there a few blasts along the river which we can feel, but inside the van, the sun is as usual heating us up and we need to open the hatches to keep a comfortable temperature. I am on my second dog. Grooming the big boy kicker about 50 yards from Wishstream when I feel a big gust of wind and a loud bang coming from the row of camper vans parked by the river. Apparently our slightly open skylight is now in the car park and where it used to live is a large hole 700 mm x 300 mm.
Is it broken? Yes. The plastic/perspex pane has broken off at the hinge, and just when everything was going so well. Gwil kindly came down with a ladder and tape and I lay on my fat tummy on the roof and taped the front side down. Inside, it is held down with dog leads and bungees, but not sure how long it will last and we spent the next 2 hours trying to find a Burstner dealer. The only one that answered the phone was in Spain, about 100 miles from us and as usual, they couldn't understand one word. I rang off and wondered why I hadn't continued with those Spanish lessons.
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