Just a few days ago, we noticed our neighbours 2 boats down walking along the pontoon laden down with clothes fresh from the cleaners.
We are not nosy people and respect our fellow boaters’ privacy, but we chat with everyone, and have a laugh and a joke on many an occasion.
Over the past few weeks, we have seen this particular couple going out smartly dressed some days (not that they are ever untidy) and seeing them with their cellophaned items, got me thinking.
I asked if there was something we should know but were given a negative reply, to which I responded with ‘Do I need to get a hat?’
Those of you familiar with Cilla Black’s Blind Date Saturday Night dating programme (1985-2003) will remember that if a couple ‘got on’ on their date, Cilla was hearing wedding bells and planning her outfit, hat included. There were in fact three resulting weddings, 1991, 1994 and 1998, and it would appear the couples are still together.
This morning, Hubby and I were doing a little inventionary job on the bow.
I say ‘inventionary’ as the rain has been trickling in under the cover and we’ve been thinking of ways to divert it; at the moment it falls onto and into the foot lockers, then takes ages to drain away. This is actually part of the boat design as there are drainage holes at the base of both lockers and on the bow for this reason.
We’ve put a line of rubber draught excluder on the boat and another along the bottom of the apex frame in the cratch in the hope that the water will now trickle along this and out into the marina rather than down into the boat.
It’s a simple fix and didn’t cost us anything to try as we already had some stuff left over from our DIY efforts. Who knows, maybe it won’t have cost us anything to fix either!
Anyway, as we were working, we saw a pair of shiny shoes approach the boat on our pontoon finger, and with a big grin, our neighbour announced they’d got married yesterday and had just got back after spending the night in a posh hotel to celebrate.
We are absolutely thrilled for them, and pleased as punch that we are the first (and only so far) people they’ve told. They don’t want a lot of fuss (their wedding was smaller than ours) so we won’t be blabbing the news from the rooftops.
We gave them a card and the bottle of wine we had chilling in the fridge with our best wishes.
I’d like to say we’d been prepared, but to be honest, I’d made the card some time ago but it was absolutely perfect for the occasion, and the wine was a bottle we’d bought last week but never got round to drinking. I can’t honestly remember why we bought it actually.