How long have we been home from the seaside? It seems like an age, the blog has been drifting, we’ve been rather busy.
I’ve just about managed to stuff everything back in the cupboards from whence it came. The airing cupboard* was a particular challenge. Mr Uphilldowndale (Mr Uhdd) if far more competent at such things than I am, its all that folding of sails he’s done over the years. He can make it look like an up market shop, I can only ever achieve something at the jumble sale end of the retail spectrum
On holiday Mr Uhdd had an exciting time sailing his new boat, watching him from the beach it looked more like he was playing Buckaroo than sailing.
The general consensus of the deck chair critics was that Mr Uphilldowndale needs to eat more pies (or Devon pasties) as a little weight for him, unlike the rest of us** would be a good idea as it would help him keep the boat, an RS100, upright, she’s a feisty little number. (There did seem something inherently wrong in the suggestion of a weighted lifejacket)
I would add, that we, the deck chair critics know very little about sailing, and that our extensive knowledge of the state of the tide is only founded in the need to know if it is low enough to make it possible to walk along the beach to the Venus cafe to buy ice cream, or if it is so high its necessary to take the less picturesque route along the road.
*Not sure why I’ve bothered, the whole lot will have to come back out again in a few weeks time during the installation of our new central heating system, a ground source heat pump, watch this space.
** How annoying is it that Mr Uhdd lost weight on holiday, however he did gain a lot of bruises.