So I've been hitting the local library and raiding their caravan, motorhome and boat magazines - full of glossy spreads detailing some of the most fabulous equipment to be had. Each review has a "I would have liked" section, and as I read I'm jotting these down. Already my vessel is taking shape - yes there are two seats but every time you sit in one of them, you hit your head when you stand up again. Or perhaps there's no power outlets in the lounge/dining nook to plug in things like laptops, and the kitchen sink doesn't have a splash guard so the bed gets wet if you're a messy kitchen hand. The possibilities are endless.
This research has had some additional benefits. Our library is in a big shopping centre, so I've already picked up some bored retireees hanging round the library while their wives shop, all willing to share their caravanning stories when they see my reading list. Next on my list is a trip to a caravan yard so I can pick up some brochures. Hubby is looking increasingly worried about my new interest, and having seen the prices of some of the luxury rigs, I can see why.