I must be crazy, but I have to go out tonight, weekly weigh in you know.
Hubby is driving me, and rather than come back to the boat, get warm and then come out again to fetch me, he’s going to wait.
Such are the hazards I guess.
We already know it’s a quarter mile walk to and from the car park.
Add to that a dark night, freezing temperatures, a steep slippery gantry and frosty pontoon, there is no way he wants me walking anywhere by myself.
One thing we have noticed though is that when we get back, the boat is welcoming in its warmth and if necessary we can run the on-board central heating for just quarter of an hour and we are toasty and cosy.
Visions here of hot chocolate drinks with marshmallow toppings.
Shame we have neither 😦