We first met Jan and Toby in Meaux five years ago. Through improbable coincidence and without collusion, each year since our paths have crossed and we have had the pleasure of their company for days or weeks as a time until we each continued on our separate merry ways. Today was that day this year but tinged with the slightest sadness for as we moved off, they turned Arjo back towards the port where she will be placed in the broker’s hands.
While that will mark the end of some very happy times, all it really means is that when next we meet it won’t be by coincidence and we will have just one boat (or house) to share, none the less we had plenty to reflect upon as we motored up the river.
And it reflected back.