We got up and got runs in before getting ready to go boating with Gregory’s family. Greg had gotten permission to take out his boss’s (boss’ bosses’?) boat which is moored at the Osney Marina on the River Thames. We motored along with Greg piloting and got a nice alternative view of Oxford. The boat was a Viking 26 and fit us all well enough, especially with some sitting on the stern and bow.
We tied up (with stakes & hammer & trepidation) at the Isis Farmhouse, another riverside pub! And had beer and cider and some ploughman’s lunch, etc. The kids played in the trees and with other kids, just like Tiff and Greg used to do. They are obsessed with babies, and when they heard one crying, Scarlett said “I’ll go cheer that baby up!”
After our stop Ed took over as skipper (turns out Greg was hungover but wouldn’t ask him – Becky would!) and we headed back to the marina. It was a lovely day for a boat ride.
After a few tries we got the boat moved in its slip and headed to Brasileiro, a Brazilian market Ed and I had found earlier, for food to grill out at Jenkins. We got linguiça, feijoada in a can, and frozen paode quejo. The grill did not work well, so it was a vey late dinner, but everyone loved the food. For dinner we had acai and some peanut cookies to crumble over it.
The kids had gone next door with the neighbor kids to watch a movie in their back garden, and Becky had fallen asleep so we sat outside with Greg and talked until fairly late before we all said goodbye.