The Carefree travel agency was less than honest when they advised that Tim would be up to the task of transporting us around NZ. They said he was just like all the other vans except that he didn't have matching crockery and fancy patterned curtains.
The truth is that Tim's best years are behind him. Not, given the stage I'm at in life, that I can hold that against him. However it does mean that certain allowances have to be made.
For example, after a night's rest and a gentle awakening as we make preparations for the day, Tim gets going without a grumble but if we stop again too soon he has a habit of nodding off, and has to be coaxed awake once more.
Also he's finding it difficult to do more than one thing at the same time; like run 2 rings on the gas hob. Although I must say that he seems to be making an effort to overcome this since we threatened to trade him in for something younger.
Anyway, Tim has had the weekend off, taking it easy in the parking area at Invercargill airport, while we've been on Stewart Island, so he should be raring to go tomorrow.
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