Riches beyond compare

Hubby and I were up before 6am and on the road by 7.
It was pitch black outside, yet despite the early hour, we saw two other vehicles and a jogger before we hit the motorway which is about three miles up the road.

We arrived around 8.30, having rung MOH when we cleared Bristol in case he wasn’t up yet. He sleepily said he was just going out to walk the dog, but would leave his front door unlocked should we arrive before his return.

Photos: who cannot love this face?
bud 4 6 bud  Buddie

When he got back, the kettle had boiled, and Hubby and I were halfway through preparing the veg for dinner.
What a rich feast we’ve had:
Roast beef, smoked ham, yorkshire pudding, pigs in blankets, stuffing balls, sprouts, parsnips, carrots, roast potatoes and lush gravy (but not made with the beef juices).

Hubby’s dinner
hubbys-christmas-dinnerMOH’s dinner (oval plate)


Mine with the most by
Rich and moist Christmas pudding and best custard,
xmas-pudand later all butter mince pies and a jamaican rum laced stollen (no pictures as it was just toooooooo much).

Food is now not a requirement for at least two days in our boathold, apart from fruit and breakfast cereal.

We have had another lovely Christmas.
We played two games of MOH’s new scrabble (our gift to him that wasn’t really), the first of which he won by getting out (rule book winner) then the second he said we should declare the winner with the highest score as Hubby got out, and that was, oh yeah, him.
We played cribbage too, and I won one of the two games and he the other.

Our day was made all the richer as my phone has been ringing, beeping and receiving texts all day.
Calls from friends, texts from family, and this evening I spoke to my Mum who has had a busy day at my sister’s eldest. She sounded tired, and as yet has not opened her gift from us which was sent in the mail at the beginning of the month.
I have asked her to let me know if she liked it…………. it’s an album of my poetry complete with a picture of me at the front taken in October before my surgery. There is also half a dozen sticks of marshmallow which she loves, a set of miniature greetings cards and some chocolates, plus of course her special card.
Like Mum, we haven’t opened our parcels yet, preferring to spread them out over the next few days to extend our Christmas as we have in previous years.

MOH and I walked the dogs shortly after dinner, and poor Maggie is exhausted from the entire trip.
exhausted-maggiePhoto: That’s Hubby’s feet she’s using as a pillow.

The marina seems quite busy tonight as there are several cars in the car park and a couple are visiting with plans of taking their boat out for a few days tomorrow. The wind is picking up now, so they may change their mind.

Hubby on the other hand has plans to hit the local sales tomorrow.
This will be a first, but something in one particular shop has caught his eye………..


About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and have a terrible sweet tooth. Best friends are Hubby, our dog Maggie, Bro in NZ, MSM and MOH (and his dog). I am also a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! Due to a nightmare of a house sale in 2014, 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat until April 2017. We made strong friendships both on and off the water, and enjoyed swan and duck families for neighbours. Sadly times change and we were once again house hunting until September. We now reside in a small bungalow a short distance from the beach on the Lincolnshire coast.
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2 Responses to Riches beyond compare

  1. Maggie looks like Choppy in that picture after I have disturbed her from a much-needed sleep!

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