Hubby and I have just had a pleasant stroll along the river and lock with the dog, then turned in the direction of a chippy and almost bought some.
As usual, pennies in the purse were few, but £2.80 ($4.50) for a bag of chips , well, they can stay in the fryer and burn for all I care!
Fish and chips are no longer a poor man’s supper, which is not surprising if this is what is being asked for 50% of the meal.
Gone are the days when you could go into the chippy with a penny (an old one at that)
and get a portion of chips handed to you in newspaper.
No jokes about ‘keeping up with current affairs’, ‘doing the crossword’, or ‘recycling in the lavvy, so be careful where you splash the vinegar!’ please.
On a grey day, I rose and looked around me.
I could see who I was (that old grey haired woman in the mirror).
On this grey day, how it did astound me,
That I didn’t glow, and there were no stars to compare me to (it was daytime).
There are no mountains, sea or shore, but I have got a hill, the marina and the dogwalk.
I can hear disembodied voices in the distance but not what is being said.
And as for being able to see forever, I can’t.
Like I said, it’s a grey day.
On a clear day
Rise and look around you
And you’ll see who you are
On a clear day
How it will astound you
That the glow of your being
Outshines every star
You’ll feel part of every mountain sea and shore
You can hear
From far and near
A word you’ve never, never heard before…
And on a clear day…On a clear day…
You can see forever…
And ever more. . .
Thank you Barbra Streisand.
These are just few of the questions we have been asked when we explain we are Boat Virgins as Home is our first ever Boat.
One couple have recently moved into their first narrow boat having had cruisers previously and another are living on their small 30 footer whilst their 60 foot widebeam is being built to their own specifications. It should be ready in March.
Both are permanent live-aboards like us.
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Tagged change, honesty, life style, possessions, rat race
Or another way of saying trying to balance the books and keep our heads above water.
I hate to admit it, but I’ve failed.
There are just some things that have a way of getting away from you, and our electricity is one.
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Tagged bills, budget, cost, heat, warmth
Oh boy. When we took Maggie out for her final wee around 10pm last night, it was cold.
And I mean……….. C O L D!
The boards on the pontoons were crunchy, and we had to be careful going round the corner in case our feet slipped in an attempt to put us in the water.
Maggie was OK though, got to the top of the gantry, did her business, and then waited patiently for us outside the loos as we did ours.
Going back to the boat, again we had to be careful, placing our toes against the centre raised boards to stop us sliding. It was pretty scary to be honest, especially at night.
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Tagged cold, condensation, frost, humour, problem solving
Hands up those of us who give our pets tit bits from our plate (not necessarily licked off the plate mind).
Hands up (and stop sniggering) those of us who have done so with, how-shall-we-say, unfavourable results?
I thought so. There are a lot of us about.
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Tagged diet, drink, humour, poo
I wish I had my own camera shots of the view, but this will have to suffice for now.
All it took was just fifteen minutes for the sky to change from red, to grey, to dark.
Just another sign that Winter and the colder months are coming.