Merry, Merry Christmas to everyone! It’s pouring rain here, but the Dooks are all snuggled warm in their berths. John Darling has cleverly put a tarp above the leaking aft cabin hatch, which means we’ve gone from drowning to dry in one shot. Yea!
The Tree is sparkling, the TV is drivelling – John is presently watching a fascinating program on the scientific evidence (the program claims there is some) proving that the Isle of Man was a UFO destination and rendezvous-point. Agnostics are so funny. They deny God, but are credulous on every crackpot theory that comes down the pike on Fox TV. John Darling has, however, redeeming features, so I shall let it slide.
John got a haircut today, and we bought a turkey. We have to plan our turkey purchases so that they’ll thaw on the deck, given clement temperatures and not enough space in our refrigerator. This year we’ve gambled on two days. Some years I’ve panicked and cooked the turkey on Christmas Eve Morning, and we’ve eaten turkey dinner before lunch.
Rupert may visit us after Christmas – we’re looking forward to it!
My next book is at the Printer. I hope it’ll be out in mid-January. The title is “Darling, Call the Coast Guard, that Boat is Listing!” I popped in to a couple of bookstores this morning, and found that the owners are still talking to me. They’ve sold a few books – whew!
love to you all, and many blessings