Well it was fine. Just like driving a car but a bit longer and wider... I even had to reverse into a drive at the sign writer's to turn it around. A few miles of gadding about and we were congratulating ourselves on the fact that men just underestimate women's ability...vans are not just for boys...all was going well until we decided to refuel...where did the diesel go...round and round the van we walk...no clues...surely it couldn't be so difficult. Oh no... were we going to have to ask a man...who to ask...not Paul. Then a piece of luck; a man in a van pulled up to refuel...we observed...well... how were we meant to know that you needed to open the passenger door and then open a flap...must have been designed by a man I bet!
The sign writer has taken some photographs and will work out some designs for work to start next week. The window is much larger than anticipated; this is because I wanted an opening in it just in case we got stuck in traffic. It is so tinted that you can't actually see in...not quite what I had expected...but at least the alpacas won't get too hot from the sun, and they will have a lovely view out whilst travelling down the M6. If I'm honest I think I just wanted a window so that it wasn't too dark for them! Something to consider for anyone thinking of doing a conversion: A window (especially an opening one even though it a slit type opening) increased the insurance premium considerably.
This afternoon I have been sorting out the birthing box ready for this year. Just the plasma to get now. The vet is booked in for next Tuesday and then it will be a trip down to Manchester to have the blood spun into plasma. I think I might need to get up to speed again with the IgG testing but here's hoping that we don't need to give any transfusions this year. I am loving watching all the bulges moving about now that they are getting closer to birthing. This is just the most exciting time...the anticipation!