This is where we came in

"We're leaving the marina today, going back to the house to ride out winter and the big C. Best wishes to all of you out on the cut."

I posted that on Facebook yesterday morning. And here I am twenty-four hours later, sitting at my dining table and looking out at the autumnal garden that seems to be calling out for a little attention.

It'll get it in the spring.

After our Christmas/winter stay in the house last year, we returned to Kantara on March 3rd. My first blog post when I got back started, "We awoke this morning in a very cold boat. 8° cold, in fact. No matter! We're here, come storm or coronavirus!" Shortly after came coronavirus. And lockdown. And we've come back to our house now because of... Lockdown! This is where we came in.

Shortly after I posted that, I read a lovely story from one of the boaters' groups on Facebook.

"A couple of days ago we were mooring up in Leamington. It was blowing a hoolie and I was struggling to pull the boat into the bank. (I'm a 6ft 3, 18 stone ex rugby player). Suddenly this Chinese student appeared; she was about 5ft nothing and couldn't have weighed more than 7 stone. Before I could say anything she grabbed the rope off me  hauled the boat in and held it there whilst we tied up. Then she disappeared as fast as she appeared, before I could even say thank you. I'd been well and truly owned!"

There's not a lot else to say at the moment. The house is in chaos because of us bringing back much of the contents of Kantara and adding it to our stuff  already here, plus Steve and Karolina's stuff, a lot of which is various furniture waiting for their extension to be completed. Ours has never been a tidy house, but this is something else! Jess returns from Iceland in a month's time, and then it'll be really funny! But it's good to be here to sit out the winter and the lockdown.

Be safe, be well, everybody.