A quiet one

Today instead of being woken up by a cup of coffee it was by the whistle of the steam boat "President" noisy bugger. It did make get up and start the engine to charge the batteries. I love trad boats as I didn't have to get dressed and go outside to start her. Apart from the usual breakfast and the caffeine and nicotine intake during the day I have been reading. It is something I had not done recently but left on my own it has been lovely.. I even managed an afternoon nap.. I love being on holiday.
Well tonight is the boaters quiz, where we get the chance to have a look at the site and sample some of the 50 odd real ales here. I am not sure how my liver will survive, but I will have a go...