we went sailing darling, then had a spot of lunch

We had a great little escape yesterday. We decided it was high time that Thom learned how to sail. And Ben too, for that matter. A survivorman needs to know these things.

So, when our good friends called with the idea of a day at sea, we were ready with bells on.


It sounds very glamorous to be sailing, but in fact, it was not. Our little boat only held four people. There wasn't even a table to set a glass of champagne or a round of brie. So I stayed ashore with Jo and we took a walk while the boys slowly tottered out of the harbor.

Jo is British and I love to listen to her talk. She makes everything sound civilized and polite. I feel fancy when I'm with her. Even when we are just drinking hot cocoa and watching people work on their boats. It feels very posh.

After their big adventure on the high (ahem, low) seas, the boys came in for some fish and chips.

After lunch, we said good-bye with kisses all around, British style. I won't have to wait long to feel fancy again. We will be spending Thanksgiving with this wonderful family. I'm planning a very proper meal with a English flare.

Cheerio for now, but don't forget to enter Friday's giveaway!