Another sleeping day for us. My gosh, how can we be so lazy and dozy? Fellette says the less you do the dozier you become. We tried to walk the deck after a late breakfast but that was a bit of a challenge with the wind and chill. So we decided to walk the interior of the ship but there were so many people milling about trying to find something to do we retired to our cabin. I watched a BBC documentary on 'The Disappeared by The IRA'. Now I recall why I am not a friend of the Irish. Tough time to be in Ireland during The Troubles.
Today is the last of the three sea days and is a Formal Night as well. Since we are not at a set table it is not such a grand event as on a world cruise. However we enjoy the dressing up and will likely have dinner with our elderly Americans we met on the first night. It is certainly not a ribald laughter-filled evening but perfectly enjoyable.
As this cruise comes to an end I find that my mind drifts back to life at home more often than it has for a couple of weeks. At home we are in full gardening mode and also in a waiting mode regarding the development and possible build. I don't think much has changed in regards to any of these. No doubt the garden needs weeding, trimming and watering in some ares, at least that is what we hope for.
Regarding the development and build, not much has changed other than the calendar has flipped over another month and some banter back and forth with Scott and the Township. However, nothing positive like a green light from the masters of beaurocracy.
This short time aboard has reminded me on my thoughts on cruising: It is a wonderful thing to do if you do not have much else to do, or want to kill some time away from home. However, at this time at home the garden calls us, even though in a matter of days we will, hopefully, have it fully under control and be looking for something else to do. That we will not have any trouble doing as there are a number of things we must attend to.
I am sad to say the highlight of the day may have been two pigeons we spotted on board. I suppose they are not strangers to people, and ships, so they stopped for a breather. They both had bands on their legs. French or English? We could not get close enough to hear if they had an accent.
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