Saloon Steward

At long last. Nope, not a job as a barman, a visit to the Royal Yacht Britannia! I’ve had vouchers from before covid and they were shortly due to expire. And what great fun I did have. And even got that most pleasing of things: a scone with jam and butter with a pot of tea. I’ve got to say though, that hair is well due a chop. 
Not long after we were back, the daughter and minky arrived, needing to give s-i-l a bit of space. Their extension work is now getting to the point where they’re increasingly crammed together and from next week they’re shipping out for four weeks and I may be drafted in for nursery pick-up and ferrying duties. I may need to look out proper chauffeur garb.