A month in the UK

Date Sunday 6 August 2011 – Monday 5 September
2011 We left the Caduceus safely ashore in Rose’s Yard in It was great to be home and to find everything in good order. The
garden was looking very lush and we celebrated with a BBQ (Braai for our South
African readership). Week on was spent on appointments with dentists, doctors and opticians
and then ‘the best laid schemes o' mice an' men gang aft a-gley’. Elizabeth
having been in increasing pain over the last six months and having blamed it on
her back, and ignoring a simple engineer’s diagnosis, was found to have a
badly arthritic right hip. This requires surgery before she will be able to return
to the boat and for us to resume our journey. A rethink of plans was required
and I arranged to return to the The knock on effect is that if the Mate is operated upon in October she
will not be fit to fly until January. We resolved that I would move the boat
south out of the pack ice region to Notwithstanding all of this we had a very good month in the The mate did actually put Oscar down occasionally. A family party followed later that weekend to celebrate my Uncle Frank’s
90th birthday. The front row is Sally, my mother and her brother Frank and I. Following
the party y mother and the dogs returned with us to Coggeshall, Sally going on
holiday and us dog sitting for Oscar and Chas Labrador. Following my mother’s return to Edinburgh it was off to see
Elizabeth’s father where we had a very jolly few days including a meal in
a local pub that is built on a very steep hillside providing an interesting
obstacle to a 91 year old, a combination of walking sticks and crampons being
required for the descent from car park into the bar. The food and good English
Ale were definitely worth the expedition. We had lunch at Bideford on one narrow boat negotiating a very narrow and shallow medieval bridge
arch whilst avoiding man in coracle - just. In amongst all of this I
managed to re-commission Henry, our 1934 Daimler, and get him MOT’d and
road legal. Handy as he is the only car that I currently own. His visit to
our home yacht club, The Royal Harwich provided an excellent opportunity for a photo
call. All too soon it was time to fly back to the boat. With a bag stuffed
with bits for the boat it was then back to the |