For the first few days after arriving back, we knew we had almost two weeks to clean up, pack up, do a few odd jobs and generally get ready to leave.
So we did what any sensible person would do in our situation. We lay in bed till late, read books, made lists, had coffees, designed kitchens for house extensions, played on other people's boats and generally resisted the urge to move on every couple of days. Each day was such a perfect replica of the one before that it seemed pointless writing about it even.
The date of our departure was getting closer, the list longer, a storm was brewing!
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