June 24th – Sleep upon my shoulder as we creep, Across the sands so I may keep, The memory of our Caravan.

Come the end of the season, I’ll have mastered the art of living small, and need only add a car with tow bar to create a portfolio of flexible assets, which will bring with them a world of opportunity.

June 22nd – I’ll gas up my hot rod stoker, We’ll get hotter than a poker, You’ll be broke but I’ll be broker, Tonight we’re settin’ the woods on fire.

I haven’t seen Nomadland yet, but perhaps with (temporary) access to funds and some paid employment I’m not so much homeless as camping?