On Tuesday morning we did the washing and visited the local chandleries. Stephen only spent what Anne approved – but it was still lots.
In the afternoon Stephen started playing with the outboard. We’ve not got it going yet. Anne was splicing the new rope on the fenders and even whipping our warps (not that sort of whipping!).
In the late afternoon I thought the kids next door were having another water fight. However they weren’t on board. Then I realised the whole marina was getting wet. We quickly realised the water was falling from the sky. We took out our handy weather book and realised we were experiencing a rare phenomenon called “rain”. It was so strange, and yet such a distant familiar memory.
In the evening we had a quiet night in.