After much dithering, DH and I went away for a few nights. We're back now.
We had fab weather for 2 days, then rain, then a mixed day. My plantar fasciitis was very severe, and iI had trouble getting off and on the boat. It caused some issues for us, we had to choose carefully where we moored - ensuring we had enough space to bring the boat in without clipping another one, when I couldn't jump off with a rope.
It was a good few days, we didn't do anywhere near as many miles as we used to. The effort of it all wiped us both out each day, I went to bed at 8.30pm one night and 9.30 another.
The cats pretended not to know us when we got home. They, and the Girls, had been really well looked after by my friend Diane.
Miss T didn't come this time, which was sad but not a surprise. If we decide to keep the boat for another year, we'll probably try and go later in the summer, and not try and get a school holiday date.
Today I've been doing tons of washing. At least the house was lovely and tidy from my pre-holiday blitz.
We also visited a garden centre, knowing it was going to be packed. It was. It was rammed. We had to park in the overflow car park. We agreed that it was just going to be horrible, no point getting cross, tomorrow and the next few days won't be any better, etc etc.
Actually, it wasn't too bad as we knew what we wanted to get and we weren't wrried about browsing. DH got a trolley and went off to get some bits, I went the other way to get something else, we joined the queue for the tills, and then we were done.
We drove past The Long Walk, there was a major procession going on. Hundreds of motorbikes, resplendent with Union Flags, were moving off in convoy as a mark of respect for the late Queen. It took 12 minutes from the first to the last bike.
Only 4 weeks to go to the Coronation!
