As forecast, the wind really got up overnight, so we're very glad to be established safe and sound in the marina. We took an amble down the towpath to the end of the village to post a birthday card for Alex, our grandson (good value handmade ones from the Farm Shop), and to find that the shop there hadn't got any copies of The Independent.
So we walked back up the road to the other shop, where we got both the paper and some Staffordshire oatcakes to have for lunch. (You can use them as wraps, very tasty.)
This afternoon we've loafed about, rather, after the exertions of the past few days. Maybe tomorrow we'll have a burst of energy and do something dramatic like sweep the floor...
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