Our visit from MOH went very well and he came laden with flowers for me which was a considerate alternative thought to edibles.
He had anticipated getting here around midday, so I’d gone shopping leaving Hubby to do the housework. I’d suggested leaving my phone should MOH call as Hubby’s was on the blink…..literally as you’d switch it on, the keypad would flash and it would turn itself off.
Hubby had charged up the battery so that wasn’t the problem and when he tried to use it this morning there was smell of burning, so he took the battery out. He does not do well with mobile phones as this is the third he’s had since our arrival in July 2014.
At 10.15, the phone went off in my bag, and it was MOH saying he was about five minutes away. Of course I couldn’t get in touch with Hubby, and by all accounts when he arrived, the boat was in the middle of a tidy up blitz.
I got back about 11, and had had a brainstorm on the way to give us all some breathing and moving space.
Last time MOH was here, he wasn’t well enough to walk up to the Abbey, so I thought it would be nice if he and Hubby went there with Bud. I walked up to the Avenue with them, but Maggie and I came home (her back legs are still giving her trouble) and got dinner.
Rather than have a garlic flavoured dessert, I made my peach pavlova first and put it in the fridge intending to add the quark when serving it up. I then made my chilli, the aroma of which was wafting through the boat and up the pontoon by the time they got back.
Bud is a BIG dog, and despite our efforts, we could not get him out into the bow to lie down. Our bench is less than two feet wide and only just long enough to accommodate him, so we had to keep him on the floor, where of course he was constantly in the way.
MOH is a BIG man, currently tipping the scales at over 18 stone (115 kg or thereabouts)
so it was a bit of a squeeze in here, but we managed, each of us having a seat and some elbow room for the flexing of arms and said elbows to eat!
He was however adamant that he didn’t want a big dinner, so I gave him the portion size I’d intended anyway and he only left a little bit of rice.
He didn’t want dessert though, and after another cup of tea, he set off on his way around 4pm.
His plan was to head up towards Scarborough first and find a B&B. He also knew where there as a good chippy. Oh well, I tried.