There were four kinds of people down in the heart of town today.
There were people queueing for a ride on the tour boats, people already on the tour boats, people who, having completed their ride on the tour boats were drinking coffee and eating waffles, and finally there were people walking back to their boat with their new vacuum cleaner.
We mostly tend to stay away from the parts of town where the other kinds of boat people are when they are running rampant, but we do admit that we just might have been tempted to join the coffee and waffle set had we been there before the crowd, which is actually not joining them at all when we think about it.
While normally being there before them would not be a problem, our body clocks are set in “super cruise” mode at the moment while we wait a few more days for the collection of radio and fuel injector bits to arrive. We’ve not just lost track of the days, but also the hours in them it would seem.
“It’s good to be out earlier” one of us was heard to remark as we happily zigged and zagged through the throng in the bright sunshine carrying our shiny new box.
At midday.