In the 1960s I worked on building sites traveling from site to site in a caravan. Generally there was the mate of mine and I, my mate had his wife as well as very little woman with him. Doing work in Liverpool, we left that late one evening in 1963 to attend a website closer to London. Arriving late at night the first thing we had to do is find a site for the caravan. We found a farm which still had the lights of theirs on. The farmer let us stay in the field of his right next to the now famous Bridge.
By the way my mate had his wife and baby woman with him plus their little poodle. We got up had the breakfast of ours and then went to work, leaving the caravan there.