I’m aching all over from my exertions at the allotment yesterday, so I’m moving around rather more slowly than usual today. I’ve been stressing about the boat, because we haven’t been to check on it for some time (and I have a recurring nightmare about finding that it has sunk), so this morning my wife and I drive over to Wayford Bridge (where our boat is moored) to make sure that it is still afloat.
It is still on the right side of the water, but the main battery (which runs the bilge pump) is almost totally discharged, so we bring it back to Southrepps for recharging, putting one of the leisure batteries in its place for the time being.
This afternoon we go to Hevingham (again) to see our latest granddaughter meet her great-grandparents. I get to hold her again, and I’m so grateful for my DBS – when our first granddaughter was born (prior to my operation) I hadn’t been comfortable holding her because of my severe tremor.