Friday, June 03, 2011
There is a season
With the Mother's condition stable, I can't say if it was watching the swans erect an evening barrier around their clutch or whether it was something else, but we made a decision.
We would have a break from the relentless pressures of cruising after tonight, after all we will have been on the go for two days and in the words of a once popular song, "there is a season, and a time for every purpose..."
Instead of moving, we would stay in Toul for a week or so, and simply work on the boat, alone, unimpeded by the constant interruptions of friends, visitors or schedules.
We broke the news to an incredulous Our Tony, who after a period of adjustment decided that it would be in both our interests if he stayed with us for a few days at least, "just in case".
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