Bronny to Bluey

We expected to lie in a bit, but we heard the weather forecast and saw the sky turning a threatening and familiar dark grey. Pewter - beautiful to paint with Ultramarine Blue and Payne's Grey with a hint of Titanium White, but a git to travel through if the promised water started to fall. So we turned on the engine at 7:35 and were moored up in Blue Haven by 9:45. It was a slightly easier mooring than previous ones, as the rain had truly filled the pound. But with the marina still needing to be dredged, there was still quite a bit of effort from tillerman Pete. Yet - perfect timing! No sooner had we tied up, set the garden from the roof to the deck, opened the garden bench from the roof to the quayside and plugged in the electrics than the skies opened. The rest of the day was heaven for the weary ducks and we were happy to be dry inside.