Dusty

There is great excitement on the wharf today because Dusty is arriving and although we enjoy his visits this one is special. He is going to break up the ice on his way which means that finally we can move. Maffi is almost out of water, and I have forgotten whether my taps work, so the prospect of filling the water tank up is outrageously exciting.

I don’t mind running out of jugs and water carriers but for some reason of all the things I find washing my hands particularly un-easy. I must remember not to get too carried away with the ‘water in the tap’ thing as we are set for another big freeze for another age.