Well, well, well, let’s talk about the DVLA and their refusal to accept my first application for my newly converted motorhome. I mean, what a complete and utter joke.
After waiting six long weeks to even apply for my motorhome to be classified as a motorhome, I was left completely dumbfounded when they refused my first attempt. Apparently, it didn’t look like a camper. Excuse me? Are they blind? Have they ever seen a motorhome before?
To make matters worse, they wouldn’t even tell me what I needed to do to make it look more like a camper. No guidance, no assistance, just a big fat rejection. I mean, it’s not like I complied with everything on the checklist they provided or anything. Oh wait, I did.
So, after being left in the dark about what needed to be done, I took matters into my own hands and made some extra additions to the exterior of my motorhome. I had to paint some extra things white and add a couple of more stickers. Because apparently, painting things white and sticking some things on is the ultimate test of a motorhome.
But, after going through all that trouble and spending even more money, I finally managed to get my motorhome accepted on the second attempt. Hooray for bureaucracy and lack of communication.
It’s not like we have bigger things to worry about in the world, like climate change, poverty, or inequality. No, let’s just focus on whether or not a motorhome looks enough like a camper. That’s what really matters.
In conclusion, the DVLA’s refusal to accept my first application for my motorhome was a complete and utter joke. The lack of communication and guidance was ridiculous, and the whole process was a complete waste of time and money. But hey, at least my motorhome looks more like a camper now, right?