Much as I love living at the Manor, the time had come to get away. When we received in the mail a brochure from Holland America with the offer of taking a third passenger at no extra charge save for taxes, I wasted no time in calling Montrose Travel to arrange for a voyage. My first choice was Canada and New England, but far-thinking travelers had already booked passage for that destination and no more cabins were left that suited our needs. I settled for Mexico.
Next question: would Tim accept our invitation to join us? Amazingly he did, with the caveat that he not have to do any of that "formal" stuff. I agreed that we could work around that easily and never have to dress up. Fast forward:
Tim turned out to be a well-shod traveler who could rise to formality when necessary.
Now I've reached a standstill. I can't seem to post any more pictures, try as I will. I'm in that dreaded period of mediocrity that one goes through while learning any new thing.
This may well be continued and then again I might go on to something else. Thank you, every one who commented and to those who tried, but couldn't. I don't think there's a system in the world that suits everyone.
Bobby Shaftoe went to seaSilver buckles on his knee
Mother Goose rhyme