It’s been a quiet day for us. Jan hasn’t left the boat and I was only out for 30 minutes to repair the water hose and apply a 3rd coat of varnish to the timber liners on the starboard side hatch doors.
Anne (nb Oakfield) mentioned on her Christmas Day post that there were interesting smells coming from Waiouru as she walked past. Jan hasn’t done any baking today so either Anne was mistaken or perhaps it was when I was using the smallest room on the boat and Jan cried out “Oh my God, Tom!” Sadly my plumbing is showing signs of age……
Maffi snuck into Brownsover after dark last night and moored opposite. He came over for a cuppa and Christmas cake in the afternoon.
Jan baked something special for dinner. We had our Friday home made fish and chips a day early. Washed it down with hot mulled wine and chocolate & mint slices. One year we had tomato sandwiches and another year it was a BBQ in the park. However the Christmas lunch Jan will never forget (or let me forget) was the year we were driving back from Sydney to Adelaide (1400km). Lunch time arrived and Jan asked about something to eat. We were in the middle of no where. Eventually we reached a small town where we found the sole shop closed. Lunch that day was jam on stale bread, without butter. As you will realise I’m not much of a one for Christmas dinners. At least we don’t have to worry about weight loss afterwards!
Merry Christmas to our readers.
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