We are going to spend some time on our boat this weekend, so this morning my wife is sorting out what we need to take with us, while I’m doing my usual e-mail and social media message checking.
We’re ready to leave the house shortly after lunchtime, having loaded my wife’s car with bags full of bedding, clothes and provisions, and head off to Wayford Bridge (where our boat is moored), stopping off at Lidl in North Walsham en-route.
The boat is in a bit of a state, because we haven’t really used it this year (and last year was a bit of a write-off, what with my operation and recovery), so there is a fair bit of cleaning and tidying to be done. I also have to fit a fridge that we got from my wife’s parents earlier this year (our old boat fridge gave up the ghost last year). We cruise down the river for half an hour or so, and moor up at Barton Turf for the night. My wife cleans, I fit the fridge (which doesn’t appear to work!).
Eventually, cleanliness and organisation reach acceptable levels and we can chill out for a while.