Happy Father’s Day

Sunday 18 June

The warm sunshine continued, and my crew enjoyed a quiet morning and a leisurely Sunday stroll around the harbour to a delicious al fresco lunch at the Little Fish Café. They both tucked in happily to house fries accompanying a local speciality, queenie po’boys: brioche sub rolls filled with avocado, salad and little queen scallops (without corals) lightly fried in a tempura-style batter – mmmm. These were washed down with excellent homemade lemonade, one with crushed raspberries and one with charcoal, sweetened with a little dark muscovado sugar.

Later in the afternoon Mate’s friend returned, with a couple she’s met before, who are narrowboaters and were keen to check out a proper boat (!) Unfortunately something got lost in translation, as Mate had made the invite for afternoon tea, which ‘down South’ means a cup of, with maybe a cake or cookies, and ‘up North’ tea is apparently the evening meal, because ‘dinner’ is ‘lunch’…if you’re still with me? Anyway, she was so embarrassed when she eventually realised why the extra guests had arrived with two bottles of wine, that an urgent Interflora delivery was organised the following morning, by way of an apology.