I slept well last night, and we had a bit of a lie in as well, so we are feeling good today. We have to move our boat to a new mooring today, and we are socialising with my wife’s family this afternoon so we need to get our skates on this morning.
We drive to our current mooring at Stalham and the cruise around to Wayford Bridge where we have our new mooring. The rivers are practically deserted, and it’s a beautiful day to be out on the water. We moor up on the river bank, which is to be our home until a space becomes available in the main marina. The riverbank is fairly overgrown, and I spend half an hour or so cutting back the undergrowth while my wife walks back to pick up her car. When she gets back I’m about to collapse, so I sit myself down for a while to recover and then we lock the boat up and head back home.
My wife’s family arrive and we head over to The Vernon Arms for a few beers and plenty of chat. I’m flicking between Group ‘A’ and Group ‘B’ settings at the moment, trying to achieve a state of calm. I’m failing. I’m looking forward to my tune-up – Wednesday can’t come soon enough.
My son arrives this evening, having had a slow journey from Dorset. It’s good to see him, but I’m very conscious of my tremor. I really hope to get it back under control by the time he has to go back home.