We have resorted to playing charades. It was all going so well until my Mistress tried doing ‘Two Week’s Notice’ at which point she ended up with a fit of the giggles. At least that was a step up from I spy. We played 20 questions and Ari and I were better at that than trying to act out films we’ve never watched.
We have had one very small crisis when my Mistress’s nephew came very close to falling in the lock. We were trying to tie up the boat at the lock side. We weren’t close enough to the side so Dan leant out and grabbed the railings but forgot to keep one hand on the boat. As he grabbed the railing with both hands the boat started moving away from him leaving him dangling over the water holding on for all he was worth. Fortunately my Mistress is good in a crisis. She rushed for the boat hook to pull the boat closer and then managed to grab the back of Dan’s trousers and haul him back up so he could get his feet onto the boat. Everyone was a little shaken but you will be pleased to hear that no harm was done, so if you are reading this, Granny, your grandson is fine! What it has done is serve as a useful reminder to me and Ari as to why our Mistress insists we wear our life jackets.
We came back to the boatyard last night as we have to drop my Mistress’s friend back at her car. When Ari got off the boat he said thank you but if it was all the same to everyone he’d rather not get back on. He’s struggling with his bad leg. He just isn’t able to rely on it to get over gaps. It’s very ghats seeing how hard he’s finding it.