Mrs H agreed with alacrity, which is always a warning sign. I should have pulled back at that point but in my naive enthusiasm I went ahead and booked a tour which included flights to and from the Canaries and a couple of weeks cruising around the islands. In February, that would make for bliss, getting away from soggy England and relatively warm climes.
What could go wrong?
Well, for one thing, the cruise company could go under. No only could, but did. Fortunately, in the UK we have this wonderful thing where if you've paid for something on credit card and it doesn't get delivered the credit card company gives you a full refund, which they promptly did.
So we had two weeks of Colleen's leave which had to be taken by the end of March or lost.
At that moment, another cruise company popped up and offered a 25% discount to people who had been let down by the first company. We have signed up, and tomorrow we board a ship called the Balmoral at Southampton for a cruise to Lisbon, Agadir (Morocco), Casablanca (still Morocco), Gibraltar (UK), Cadiz, Malaga and other sundry ports.
All will be well.
Except, three weeks ago, a friend mentioned that getting there involves crossing in notorious Bay of Biscay. A low pressure system is due there on Thursday, as we arrive. I can't see us playing shuffleboard in that. Or deck quoits. Or happily sipping afternoon tea. Playing bridge. Swimming in the pool.
If we survive this, I will engage in further correspondence.
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