Life would be pretty quiet at the moment, doing the keeping the Braidbar office ticking over bit, were it not that Sheila's Mum, our last surviving parent, is presently in Macclesfield General being investigated for a lump on her pancreas. No firm diagnosis yet, but of course you always fear the worst in these circs. At least while we're here we have the use of the Bryceland's car and can visit her regularly.
Otherwise it's a matter of replying to the odd email that isn't actually junk, taking the odd phone call that isn't ditto, and looking after the boat in the usual way.
One of the great things about living aboard is that we can do the whole housework bit in about 45 mins once a week. Houses are much more work.
Had some snow this week, so here's a pic of the yard looking wintry:
That's all for today, folks
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