Assorted answers and ramblings.

The duckling had a sibling but only one, there is another family who started out with eight babies and is now down to six. We also have geese with six goslings.
There are a lot of predators in the marina, pike, heron, cormorants and the male ducks often kill the ducklings too.

I'm perfectly happy with Boris's suggestion as I've always wanted to be a Lert.

We had a pump out this morning and a discussion with the marina manager, he is happy for us to stay here for now.

I've decided to make masks and scrub bags with the rest of the poplin, if no one wants the scrub bags my dgc can use them as PE bags.

I have bread flour and yeast but Steve won't eat home made bread so I don't bother to make it.

Poor Beano is still itchy, he is flead and wormed regularly, I think he just has allergies, I'm never sure wether to bathe him more to see if that helps, it that would remove his natural skin oils. I bought him some healthy treats and food, guaranteed to be free of additives, he won't eat them, typical! I shall give them to DD1 for her dog.

Flour power

I collected my parcels from DD1 today, gutted to discover that the scrubs pattern I ordered and paid for has still not arrived, it's been a while now. I'm assuming it was yet another company jumping on the bandwagon with no intention of providing patterns.

I also collected three summer dresses that DD1 had stored for me, not that I need them, it's bitterly cold here. DD1 gave me a fishcake made by her chef husband. It was huge and will do two meals for me.

I did manage to buy some self raising flour from a little co-op that I visited. Sainsburys and Aldi haven't had any for two weeks at least. 

Visitors

Dog bites

This post is about my dog and my bites, Beano hasn't bitten me.

Thank you. I have used Avon Skin so soft but I gave my last bottle to one of my granddaughters as she was suffering from bites.
 Beano was happy to go for a long walk today and has been much happier all day.

Today was not good day.

For Beano. He hates any change in routine, it makes him stressed and panicky.
Obviously some changes are unavoidable but I do my best to keep him calm.

Today's change of routine was Beano's own choice, we left the boat about 8ish for his morning walk but  half way across the car park Beano performed his morning ablutions, he then sat down.

I went back to him and he got up but as soon as I started walking he sat down again.

He has always had very decided views on which way he wants to walk and for how long. So I started walking in the other direction and he got up and started to walk along happily. As soon as we got to out jetty Beano ran along and got back on the boat!

For the rest of the day he watched me like a hawk and would only settle if I was sitting down, if I so much as coughed, shifted or closed my kindle he immediately leapt to his feet and started pacing to and fro until I sat down again. 

I took him out a few more times throughout the day but he didn't want to go far at all.

Hopefully he'll feel better tomorrow.

Thanks for the comments on yesterday's blog, I do get bitten badly every year, but I will try to get some of that cream.

Itchy, bitchy and knackered

To celebrate VE day we held a socially distanced picnic on the marina. There are a few of us that are stuck here because of the "essential journeys only" rule.

I made sandwiches, fruit cake and cheese straws, someone else made scones, shortbread and Victoria sponge, there were also sausage rolls and crisps.

It was very successful, it stated at 3:30 and people were still out there at 8:30.

I came in at about 6 as I was knackered after a bad night the night before and I was being bitten to buggery. I have in excess of thirty bites, I need to dig out the antihistamine cream.

Not me

I received a message on Facebook this morning, I'd found the page for my senior school and joined it.

The message was from someone who remembered me from school.
I explained that I thought she had the wrong person, my first name and maiden name are both very common.
She was convinced I'd just forgotten her and was adamant she knew me.
She tried to jog my memory by listing the names of some of her friends and family who'd also attended at the same time.
I was then convinced she'd muddled me up with someone else as her younger brother was in the year below us.
When I was at the school it was a single sex school, it didn't become co-ed until about five years after I left.