I hate caravans. Scourge of my youth. Raining, pish cold & tea smelt mouldy. There's always that smurfing caravan smell. Kinda like a middle classed old womans panty drawer (I imagine...I mean I don't actually go around IMAGINING it.....I'm not Rooney...I mean..I BELIEVE that it's what an old womans panty drawer MIGHT smell like..TAXI!).