Here are nine very optimistically-named caravans

It may have shared its name with lightweight Peugeot hot hatches, but that’s where the similarities stopped. Rather unlike the 205 or 106, the Rallye 636 is a behemoth that sleeps six people. Probably best to keep it well away from actual rally stages, too.

Great name for a custom built, 4 July celebrating hotrod in America, but somehow Jetstream Twin Sport doesn’t work on a fibreglass box that’s built in Poland before being christened by Freedom Caravans in Staffordshire.

It may say VIP on the side, but we’d argue that a camping trip is hardly the most exclusive way to holiday. No, we’d associate the abbreviation with posh hotels and turning left on planes, rather than four berth £40k caravans.

This is a posh twin axle caravan with underfloor heating, solar panels and a 32in TV, but why name it after an infinitely better holiday destination? Should’ve named it the Southwold, as that’s where the poshest caravans seem to end up.

Just have a look at this monstrosity. We’re told that the six berth Basecamp is “for life’s adventurers”, but in reality this thing has all the mountaineering credentials of a pair of Crocs. Unless towed by a Unimog, we’re not sure it’d get that far off road.

Swift being the name of a caravan manufacturer is already rather ironic, but naming one of its models ‘Elegance’ might just be taking things too far. Emptying your own toilet and carrying your own waste across a campsite is hardly very elegant.

Now BMW has taken complete control of the iconic tuner, we’d imagine it'll be interested in this 'Alpina'. Look, it's even got stripes down the side! Just needs a set of 20-spoke wheels and a good lawyer...

Elddis is owned by the American RV giant Thor Industries, which may explain the names of some of its caravans. Hurricane, Tempest and Firestorm have all been used, which is strange as we’d hate to be in a caravan if any of those hit.

Let everyone know that you’re the absolute king of the campsite with this, erm... tiny two berth caravan that’s only slightly larger than a size 10 running shoe. Perhaps Campmaster should have picked a less important royal title and worked up from there.