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Back in the UK – BRIEFLY

We left Linea, our Bavaria Lagoon 430, safely in Base Nautica Flavia Gioia with other winter liveaboards keeping an eye on her and flew home to the north of England. We spent a lovely few days catching up with the Moulding family and then drove up to the lakes for a night of high jinks for Angela’s birthday.  It was such fun!  We got to sleep in the Plumb’s new campavan!

In Windermere in the evening I happened to bump into an old friend from Junior School Days whom I haven’t seen for years.  He clearly hasn’t changed a bit as I spotted him straight away!  Not convinced he remembered me as he seemed a little shocked at me suddenly taking a selfie with him and declaring that I had loved him as a teenager!  In my defence, I had had a few vinos by then!!

Ian had to go to hospital for a routine procedure so we drove over to Airedale and whilst he was in hospital briefly I was able to arrange a guided tour around the newly refurbished Malsis hall.  The school closed some 6 years ago and is now a hospital and rehabilitation centre for people suffering from mental illness and PTSD.  I was so impressed with the beautiful renovations.  It looked absolutely stunning.

On the Friday I tagged along with June on the bus to Preston.  We had a nice time wandering around and on our return found Ian in a heap on the floor, pressed up against the radiator, shivering violently. He clearly had caught an alarming infection as a result of the procedure so we bundled him into the car and took him straight to A & E.  He was immediately admitted and spent the next 4 days being pumped full of antibiotics.  A diagnosis of sepsis was given.  Erin reckoned that her typhoid fever top-trumped his sepsis – but no! Quick research indicated that Ian had indeed been VERY poorly. After exemplary care he was discharged and continued to improve. 

Two months in ‘The Shire’. –

After winterising Linea (Bavaria 430 Lagoon) and leaving her safely tucked up in the Porto Turistico di Marina di Ragusa, Sicily, for a second safe winter; we set off for Longridge and caught up with June, Ian’s mum, and the rest of his family, which was lovely.

We arrived back in Linton, in the Yorkshire Dales National Park, a few days later, excited to see Keira freshly returned from a job in France; and already living and working at the Fountaine Inn, Linton.   We were soon to see Erin, too, as she was to travel up from London the following week.

We hit the ground running with a spate of socials and sessions.


Bryn and Jill fro ‘Fly the Coop’ who we managed to meet up with.

Soon, like everyone else, we were in full swing for Christmas.  Inevitably this involved more trips to the Fountaine Inn, Linton; and eating lots of food.



We did manage to fit in a good few walks when the weather was bright (and sometimes when it wasn’t!)  It was just lovely to be back in the Dale and experiencing village life again.






Erin had very little time off from her new job as Assistant Manager of the Miller and Carter Steakhouse in Worcester Park London, so she drove up north after her late shift had finished on Christmas Eve and arrived at 0200hrs in the morning!  A flying visit as she had to head back down south on Boxing Day morning.

We had a wonderful day on Christmas day culminating in an evening of hilarity at the Vyvyan’s.

We enjoyed a hearty walk and refreshments with the Heanes, Hodgsons and Plumbs in between Christmas and New Year but I was unable to muster the strength (due to being proper poorly) to join them all for the annual Inn at Whitewell walk from Chipping.

As predicted, time was flying on and we still had so much to do and so many people to see.

Happily, we were able to do a little farm, dog and house sitting which made a nice change.  Also, Ian was able to catch up and support his beloved Wharfedale Rugby Club.

I enjoyed going to the gym occasionally in a vague attempt to lose some of the weight I had piled on after a summer on the boat eating far too much feta cheese!

All in all, it was the most marvellous visit home, with added poignancy, since we haven’t been back for any length of time for almost two years.  We miss ‘The Shire’, our family and friends very much.

Remember, we would LOVE to welcome you to the boat during the summer if you fancy a bit of camping on water!  Please just ask and we will try to coordinate.

Next Time:  Keira heads off to Holland!