Oooh, Nfk, all the best with the results - what a worry for you. It's all looking a bit grim for you all this winter- I do hope that you manage to keep warm and safe, and that Christmas is not too affected for the families. So important for mental health that these traditions are maintained, isn't it. My English Granny, resident in NZ since 1920, always hosted Christmas for the family, with a huge Victorian meal with every imaginable trimming. The plum pudding, complete with sixpences, was a bridge too far, really, when the temperature was 80+ deg (in old money) in the shade. Christmas morning, after church, we children would shell the peas fresh from her garden, and we were allowed to dig the new potatoes so we could eat what we had just harvested. Such happy memories. I seem to remember that we were not allowed to pick the peas, because so many would disappear into our tummies straight from the vines.
I'm afraid even far distant NZ is now subject to greedy market forces. That simple Christmas of memory, with the ancient caravans, tin boats, sagging tents has given way to smart multi-roomed tents and upmarket campervans, or else to Air BnB holidays, where pleasure in simplicity has given way to the expectation of wall-to-wall luxury.
Doodle - I hope all is well onboard. Yes, the sea is so vast and terrifying, isn't it, even in a modern liner with every safety accessory. I sailed to the UK on a Greek liner back in the 70s, and that stretch from Tahiti to Panama, 2 weeks of nothing but sea, other than a few tiny atolls with coconut palms, just breaking the surface is awesome in its real sense. I am in absolute admiration of the navigational skills of the early Polynesian settlers, who sailed across these vast spaces, armed only with ancient knowledge of the stars and currents, and found tiny dots of land in the huge blue desert. Truly one of mankind's great achievements-even the Vikings rarely went more than a few days from land.
Grammaretto - your story about your ancestor is so interesting. I love the complaining to the Admiralty about not being promoted! The fact that a man could actually do that says a lot about the democracy and meritocracy of the Royal Navy. Did he go into the Coastguard on half pay on retirement? That seems to have been quite the way to a comfortable retirement, catching smugglers and getting to keep some of the proceeds. Gt gt gt gf was posted to Sea Palling, within spitting distance of where we lived in Norfolk!
I also loved the story of Emily, and her faith that the rain might not fall everywhere at the same time! Mine have been out this morning-Dottie is very fluffy, beautiful, but not the brightest. She only realises that it's raining once the wet soaks through her fur, and then is quite hurt that no-one told her!
Kaimoana - I do hope that your DIL is feeling better. What a worry for you and your DS. And having children at home, rather than your DGS being in school - so very hard on the young.
Suddenly it's Friday again, a Bank Holiday, with hopefully, no out of area visitors. Tough on the small businesses who rely on the period from now until Easter for the bulk of their trade. We have to go out in the rain to pick up meds and for DH to see the Doc.
Keep well, everyone!