As soon as we’d decided to stay that second night at Pershore after the wind episode, I rang MSM as she had mentioned she and her friend were coming shopping there that morning. I therefore invited them to join us for coffee on the boat, and she said she’d look forward to it.
As it turned out, we were to entertain three ladies, who arrived just after 11am.
Maggie was in her element, demanding attention, and a bit miffed that there were no biscuits on offer from the usual pocket, but in the fuss stakes she got loads, and was eventually mollified.
It was a bit windy despite the sunshine, so we thought it best to have our coffee aboard. Unfortunately one of our little trio turned a sickly shade of green, so we reverted to plan B.
Hubby got our table out, and I found a scarf big enough to serve as a table-cloth.
I put jaffa cakes and ginger nuts on a plate, and Hubby, sporting a tee towel over his arm, gave our ladies waiter service with their tea and coffee.
They were tickled pink.
It was chilly though, so we wrapped them in our spare blanket and a small crocheted shawl I’d made some time ago.
Of course Maggie could smell the biscuits and made her presence felt.
Before they left to do their shopping, we invited the second lady aboard to have a look inside our home and satisfy her curiosity.
She was surprised at how well equipped our boat is, and agreed that it has everything we need. She then told us about the early days of her marriage when they lived in two rooms and how thrilled they were when they got their first house.
It is surprising how little you actually need so long as you have the basics.
This is the view across the recreation ground from the river where we were moored.
The eight Abbey bells ring on the hour in a tuneful array but are ‘switched off’ at night.