We both walked Max round the field to try to burn off a few calories before returning for a cooked breakfast. After that Storm spent the morning at his drawing board and I at the sewing machine.
We had a couple of letters to post and Max and I went out in the afternoon to see if we could find a postbox nearby. We found one just beyond the nearby church and also found a public footpath that led us back to the boat without having to retrace our footsteps along the road.
We learnt today that, although Storm had done well at interview, he won’t be wearing an orange apron at the Trade Counter this month.
A red sky tonight …