Sunday 27th
January 2019
We had decided to stay where we were and have a Sunday dinner after
having said we would keep our traditional Sunday’s. Although the rain had
stopped during the night, the wind was very strong anyway so we wouldn’t have
been moving. The boat was rocking all day due to being buffeted by the high winds.
Just like a North Sea’s winters gale. Almost felt seasick.
I finished the dog’s poo trowel so it now has the same pattern as the
rest of the roof top tools. Brenda cooked Sunday dinner.
And we huddled down in front of the tv, listening to the wind,
enjoying the stove and laughing at the number of people who have asked us if we
are not cold on the boat in the winter.
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