We both have a good night’s sleep on the boat – there must be something soothing about the movement of the boat on the water, because we always seem to sleep soundly on here.
I spend the day sitting in the sun reading the book sent to me by my Facebook friend in Canada (Always Looking Up by Michael J Fox) while my wife elects to scrub the outside of the boat from roof to waterline. I read the book from cover to cover whilst the boat is transformed from a very grubby thing into a clean and shiny vessel.
We return to Southrepps in the late afternoon, both of us exhausted (my wife, justifiably; me, less so).