Ever since I read Swiss Family Robinson, as a child, I wanted to live in a tree house. My favorite spot to go was high up in the Dogwood tree that grew beside our old house in Wyckoff, NJ. I still love tree houses and climbing trees.
This vintage caravan called Constance has found a permament home at the bottom of its owners' garden. Resprayed in Brighton Seafront green and kitted out with retro vinyl, linoleum and crochet rugs it doubles as a styish garden campout.