Losing the plot

Something happened this week that certainly wouldn't have happened pre retirement!

We were going out for dinner with our friends from Kika and were due to go for pre dinner drinks on board at 7.15pm. We rang to announce our arrival at the gate to their pontoon and it took ages for someone to appear to let us in. We tucked into G&Ts and nibbles, enjoying the catch up news with them. After a while I suggested that we needed to make a move as we were meeting someone else at the club. Kika crew looked confused! It was only then that we realised that Clive and I had failed to realise that the clocks changed last weekend.  The poor guys were enjoying a siesta when we turned up an hour early. How rude!! So we managed to get all the way to Thursday before we realised that we were an hour out!!!! Outrageous, and somehow blissful.


'This isn't a holiday. This is our life.'