Very sharp headache this evening - taken Ibuprofen and Paracetamol, to no avail, so I might just give it another hour and take some Asprin aswell. (Please do not believe that I have any medical knowldege whatsoever). Anyway, for this reason, I was aiming to do a short Blog this evening, but then I kept thinking of things I wanted to record, so it will no doubt end up as another of my essays.
Well what is it nice weather for? These little chaps? Certainly!
But in our little World, yesterday was nice weather for this.
Shortly after I met my DH, as well as discovering he came with a half built Hovercraft (see my earlier post here), I learnt that he had a passion for all things to do with the water. He loves Wind-surfing, although he doesn't do this much. He has been Water-skiing and he absolutely adores "Messing about on the Water" in Boats.
His family have been lucky enough to own one most of the time since he was born. The current one is called Lady Tess. I'd like to tell you she looks like this!
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| Veerry Nice Boat! |
But she doesn't! She looks like this:-
She comes out of the water every year to have her hull cleaned and repainted and yesterday, during the worst of the torrential downpours we had on and off for most of the day, it was time for her to go back into the water. I'm not sure the pictures are really clear enough to see just how wet we all got, although I did shelter inside for the short trip around Plymouth Sound back to her berth, while DH was out on the front deck and FIL was upstairs, in the wet, steering.
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| DH on deck sorting ropes. |
Sadly, due to changes in fortunes, the family can no longer afford the exorbitant mooring fees, that's without the running costs etc so this lovely Lady is up for sale. Not sure how quickly that will happen, but this is likely to be our last Summer of lovely days out and evenings pootling up and down the river, so we must enjoy it while we can!
I was very pleased with myself yesterday, as I made my first few tentative steps towards being frugal and made our sandwiches to take with us, as well as a flask of coffee and made up a bottle of squash. Yeah-hey, I actually thought about it and executed it. We were lucky enough to be treated to a coffee in the local pub aswell, just to warm ourselves up, although MIL was disgusted with me that I should get my crochet blanket out in the pub for a quick few minutes extra work. Clearly I'm an embarassment!
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| Crochet on lap - bottom left |
The weather today has not been an awful lot better and today's activity in the pouring rain? A little excitement in our day, when the nice lady from Tesco rang to say her van had broken down and we could either go and get our shopping from her over the other side of town or receive it possibly another day this week... maybe! So out we duly trotted in the car to go and collect our "delivery" and just as we joined the end of the queue of other people also collecting their deliveries so the heavens opened again.
I'm still trying to work out how to get the cost of my delivery back, as I signed up a little while ago to pay my delivery costs in advance for 3 months, as you then got every delivery for £2.50 regardless what time slot. The only condition was you had to spend £40.00 each slot and I wasn't holding out much hope of getting my shopping bill below this in the next couple of months. Hmm?
What with all of this and Aquafit tonight, my fingers are starting to web over! From now on, I'm staying in the warm and dry. And why is it that when you get out of the swimming pool you can't get dry enough to get your clothes on? I got so frustrated tonight, that I have decided in future I am going to take a dressing gown, get out of the pool at the end and drive home in my cossie and dressing-gown. It is a private pool at a lady's house so I only have to go two foot from pool to car, drive home and go another two foot from car to front door. My Aunt would be very proud of me and my decision, as she is a woman with no shame. She once arrived at an Aquafit class to discover she had forgotten her swimming costume. Did she let this deter her? she did not. She got in the pool and did the class in her bra and pants and drove home with her underwear in her bag! I've decided I'm old enough not to care who sees me driving in my dressing-gown either, so there!!
I had more to write but now I'm off for that asprin, see you soon.
