Night Omission

So we have plans to detach ourselves from this very comfortable and friendly dock in the very near future. Part of getting ready is provisioning and ensuring that we have lots of yummy stuff on hand for passaging and socializing. We did try to run down our supplies before we locked Zofia up to head off and make house calls on the family in Perth and Brisbane. This was no small project because I suffer from near obsessive food hoarding and I did need to enlist obscure volumes such as "101 Ways With Brussel Sprouts" to come up with ways of using surplus supplies. The Bloke and I did an excellent job though, of eating all the cake before we left.

To reinstate my comfort level of hospitality and snack supplies I had a triple bake session but left the run too late to do the icing. I've found that baking cake slices more efficient than cakes per se due to shorter baking times. This is economical with the gas and there is no risk of the mixture rising into the griller parts at the top of the tiny boat oven. Not a good look and spoken from an early mishap. The silicone baking containers - rust proof, flexible etc...enthusiastically declared by me to be sure winners, or so I thought, are going off to a better home. Anyway, the Moomba Slice and the Cinnamon Squares still needed to be iced and the trays were set aside in the front cabin out of the way for the morning.

During the night, the breeze kicked up a bit so the Bloke did his manly thing and did a prowl about checking on things. In the process, he decided in the interests of containing some heat for our comfort, that the cabin door to the front cabin would best be closed. Fumbling about in the dark, the cord from our little fan heater was preventing the door from closing so the Bloke picked up the heater, placed it on the bunk and closed the door. Job done. What a man!

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