As hipster as the hashtag, the instagram community replacing the conventional campervan of yesteryear with its own DIY conversions. No more mildewy cushions and formica surfaces, think hand-built pine units, slick lighting and the odd (very handsome) dog.
We never went camping as kids except for the odd night set up in someone’s garden. Inevitably, the first owl would hoot and we’d run screaming back into the house. There was also the occassion I woke up completely engulfed by the scout-style tent we were sleeping in, and decided it was better just to go back to sleep like some sort of canvas mummy than deal with it. Sleeping outdoors? Not for me.
It was only when I started working at festivals that I realised there was a whole world of stylish campers. On my way past a rusty Bedford, I noticed a few fairylights peeking out the back. The owner invited me to have a look, and instead of paint on the floor and bare metal walls, was beautiful pine panels, a full set up kitchen and single tealight burning on the raw-edged oak table.
I was hooked.