Day 357
Thursday 21 December
Denmark
The sun comes up too early. I was awake at 5.45am again,
went to the loo and then returned to bed. In the end I sat up reading my book.
Paul went to the house loo and was gone for a while, returning to tell me I was
being lazy, though he did join me for a short lie down to read his book too.
At 8am I figured I should get out of bed too. We gathered
our washing, changed the sheets and then wandered to the house to greet
everyone. I had a shower and then sat down to breakfast. Brad, Laura and the
kids were packing the car ready for their morning at the beach. The dog didn’t
miss a beat and was racing around obviously thinking he was going with them. In
then end, they were happy to take him, so we bundled him and all his gear into
the back of the car and they were off.
I returned to the house and Dad’s computer, happy to be
using it to sort out the blog and photos, rather than the Ipad. This also
allowed Paul to write up his reviews from yesterday. I did what I had to do in
between putting out the washing.
Mum left to head into town for a while and I got Dad busy
finding out what he could about getting Mum a new sim card for her phone. The others
returned from the beach, Yogi looking exhausted. I started preparing the curry
dinner, ready for Paul to take over. Dad had returned from town, none the
wiser, so I went with him to ask the questions. Eventually we came home with a
new sim card that we hoped we could just transfer the current phone number to.
Everyone was home by the time we got back, thankfully Mum hadn’t
noticed her phone missing. We had lunch, before I went outside to give the dog
a bath. He had brought home half the beach with him and it was quite a
challenge trying to wash it out.
We have worked out that he is now quite deaf. He is not
hearing conversations occurring near him and often doesn’t hear us calling for
him or giving him instructions. We need to make sure we are right in front of
him and close by, so that he hears us or at least sees the hand gestures.
Following his bath, Dad took him to the bowls club.
Meanwhile Paul, Brad and the kids trundled off to Boston Brewery and Mum, Laura
and I went into town to join Mum’s friends for a coffee at Mrs Jones. Laura and
I had a wander through the attached art gallery, amazed at the prices requested
for some of the pieces.
When we were all done, we met the boys at Boston, enjoying
some time sitting in the sun and a selection of icecream and sorbet. The boys were
well occupied as they played with the other kids on the playground. We chatted
with an Italian couple on holiday, giving them a few tips and then made our way
back home.
Paul’s green chicken curry was smelling divine. We hung out in
the house enjoying some champagne as Brad got busy making up spring rolls for entrée.
They weren’t quite what he wanted, but they were delicious all the same.
The boys ate and were put in the bath and we then sat down
to the delicious curry. There was plenty of left overs for tomorrow which made Dad
happy, as the rest of us are heading out for lunch. We sat up chatting for a
while, but it wasn’t long before we were all ready for bed.
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