Noel II

It's getting to the point where days are coming along that would be perfectly well spent out on the water. This is making the boat jobs that should have been sorted back in November a priority. We have to have her lifted out, bottom cleaned and antifouled (spit), topsides polished and keel checked; then back in before the end of March.
The urgency to sort the boat is our cue to the season's approach, longer days; which means evening sailing (thank God) and warmer weather. Though mustn't grumble about the weather as it's been 12 degrees outside for weeks and the sun is shining. The twinkly reflection from the water is back on our lounge ceiling. Spring's here for now..
The season's change must also have affected my mum.
Whilst at her dinner table yesterday, enthusiastically musing about glorious days with gentle to moderate breezes, no more epic voyages and whether Rainex works on sunglasses; she decided to quash our chatter with a temper tantrum about absolutely nothing that lasted until we left.
Despite knowing that she sometimes is 'just like that' and that I should let it go over my head as she is more often than not, a delight to be around; it bothered me to have to restrain myself from reacting to her fight picking. Always a wise choice if possible, however. I shall merely disappear for a few days.
On the subject of fight picking; the ducks are back in the marina. Time to gear up for the many nights of attempted drownings, furious quacking, splashing and general duffing upping to come.