... but we had a foot of snow overnight. Sheila swept the jetty clear again, aided by the nice guy from Lyra, and I went off to buy a paper, calling in at Reception on the way to ask for a new salt bin, as the bottom had fallen out of the old one.
(There's a gag in there about the eurozone, but I can't be bothered.)
Any road up, we've got a new bin, and the pontoon is clear again. Elanor had been going to come across for the day today, but we decided in the course of a phone consultation that it wouldn't be wise. She'd probably have made it, but with no pressing need, it seemed daft to risk even a minor bump; she certainly doesn't want an accident to make her job seeking even more difficult.
Before all this, I took some more photos, just inside the marina this time.
Next question; will the Sainsbury's delivery make it tomorrow?
3 comments:
Lovely photos, it looks very pretty, but I should think its begining to get just a bit limiting now.....hopefully we'll have a thaw soon
Sue on Driftwood
Love it. The age of chivalry is not dead. *Sheila* swept the jetty clear *again*.... ;-)))
Roger
It's a division of labour; you want I should send her for the newspaper for me to read whilst I swept the jetty?
;-}}}
Bruce
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