Wow! Did we ever pack a lot into one week! R and I drove to Toronto to see some small boats...
and some tall ships! The Europa is from the Netherlands and was built in 1911. There are 68 bunks and if you're feeling adventurous they offer trips where you can live the life of a seafarer. Trying to dress the part I wore my 'wench blouse' and proceeded to get such a burn on my decollete...ouch! I'll never make a very good vamp.
Time for some culture. It was to Niagara-on-the-Lake to partake in the Shaw Festival series of plays, we saw An Ideal Husband by Oscar Wilde. It was over 40C with the humidex and the two pints R had at lunch were practically for health and safety reasons. But once we were in a darkened air-conditioned theatre and the lights went down I looked over to catch R having a snooze! Cue the elbow. This is the tiniest bookshop but full of just the kind of books I like. No time to browse though as the curtain was about to go up!
I couldn't resist taking a photo of some Anne of Green Gable Raspberry Cordial for those of you across the pond. Perhaps I'll suggest some of this to R instead of the pints next time.
On one of the days which rain was forecast we saw The Girl Who Played with Fire by Steig Larsson. Whilst everyone else was munching on popcorn, I snuck in an eccles cake leftover from Niagara-on-the-Lake and a cup of tea. Very much a 'Hyacinth' moment.
Dinner out with friends and getting together on the patio was so nice and best of all...R and I didn't have to watch the clock. Deacon had his fair share of swimming in the stream at Lowville Park and I discovered masses of wild blackberries which I had to gobble up straight away seeing as I didn't have a bowl. R was worried about my tummy but as it turns out it was really Deacon he should have worried about. Too much water and bark from chasing sticks caused him to empty the contents of his stomach on the back seat on the drive home one evening....ugh! So perhaps not all bliss but hey...that's life.
And yesterday, on our last day of holiday, my true love gave to me...the most gorgeous diamond ring to mark our twenty-fifth year of marriage. The actual date isn't until December but secrets and waiting can sometimes be too much to bear.
So it's Monday and back to reality. Who's on holiday next and what would you like to do?