Delphi Club, Abacao Bahamas Saturday March 23, 2019

Breakfast had a pretty pineapple arrangement. As I mentioned earlier, one of these days I will come to breakfast before the hordes have had a serving of fruit.

After breakfast M, the two Michigan ladies and I went down to the beach for a walk. I started out ahead, as I knew that I would end up at the end of the line.

My goal for the morning was to reach the end of the beach on the short end. Almost there.

Mission accomplished, it was time to go back. Here is J from Michigan, she was looking for little beads, from fishing nets that were in the seaweed.

M kept on going and I went up to the room to do some stretching.

Which did not go well at all. My back seized up, and I had problems walking. I did make it up for lunch though. Grilled cheese and tomato soup again.

M had the Caesar Salad with sliced avocado.

My back had started to act up a bit when I was stretching so I went back to the room to lay down a bit. I was thinking about going into the pool, hoping the water might help, but I could not move further than our door. By the time Steve came back from fishing I was in really bad shape. Here I am on the floor. I had just taken a hot shower, Steve had put me in the chair. When he came back I was laying on the floor. I was feeling a faint coming on, and decided that if I was on the floor already I wouldn’t have far to go if I did faint!

First canapé was spiced apple on brie and a cracker. It is lovely and looks simple to make. I think just a little bit of chopped up apples in honey.

Next up was pork fritters and Cajun mayonnaise.

Our starter was a roasted peach salad on greens. I love fresh peaches, so I always find this salad especially yummy.

G had the beef tenderloin for his main.

I had the duo of lobster. One part was done in a tempura style, the other part of the tail was grilled. I gave some to G so he could have a surf and turf.

Dessert was really yummy. We had creme brûlée with an almond frangipane (that is cookie-for those of us like me who call a cookie a cookie) and a guava pastelle (jelly candy).

G hit the jackpot as he got to finish three. Steve doesn’t care for it, and M knows G loves it so, she gave him hers. She is a very good spouse. I wouldn’t give up a chocolate dessert for Steve!

G actually finished all of them! Here he is being silly and pretending to slurp them all up!

G and Steve had a good day fishing. G is working on retrieving his cast.

Yay! G got his first bonefish! He ended up catching four bonefish! Steve caught 11 bonefish and a barracuda.

Will my back recover?

Does G have sillier hats than Steve?

Will I have something different than grilled cheese for lunch tomorrow?

Delphi Club, Abaco, Bahamas. Friday March 22, 2019

Good morning! It is a beautiful day here. Back home In Poughkeepsie it is cold and rainy. At M and G’s home back home I think it is snowing! When we left the crocuses were just starting to peek their buds out of the ground.

Since I got a very bad result for my cholesterol levels the last time I was at the doctor’s, it is no eggs, but oatmeal for me. That and Lipitor are my new best friends. One of these days I will get up extra early, so that the fruit bowl looks a lot nicer. There were many non fishing spouses at breakfast today and they all wanted to know what the white speckled fruit was. My devoted blog followers would know the answer-it is Dragon fruit. So named because the outer part of the fruit looks like dragon scales. The

Did you know that fruit had protein in it? I didn’t.

After breakfast I took a short walk down to the beach, and then went back up and walked on the private limestone road. Earlier in the day, one of the guests was running along the road and saw a litter of piggies. She was afraid that the mama pig was going to attack her. I am always afraid that a wild boar will jump out of the bushes and gore me. Steve says that they are afraid of people, and would more likely turn around when they saw a human. I sure hope so, I don’t want to have to post LindasExcellentAdventures at the hospital.

Then it was back to the room for my stretching.

Soon it was time for lunch. Here is M enjoying the view. The Club is in process of improving the view and have cut down a number of trees.

The chips have changed since last time. We had triangular chips when we were here in January. M and I each had the grilled cheese and tomato soup for lunch. I had a glass of Rose. As it is Lent, M is abstaining from alcohol and Diet Coke.

I asked if there were any cookies after lunch, and we got some lovely mini banana muffins, and fresh fruit.

The rest of the afternoon was spent poolside. M did some laps, while I read one of my romance novels. M is reading the James Patterson book about Jeffrey Epstein. I am looking forward to all of the men involved in that scandal having their names announced. I am not sure if they can be arrested, but at least they can be shamed.

I had fun watching a little hermit crab walk across the patio, but have decided that although I found it interesting, I don’t think that the video was blog worthy.

The guys were late getting back from fishing. G and Steve spent the day wading. Steve caught three bonefish and a barracuda, of no great size. G had a nil for the day, but came very close to catching his first bonefish. Unfortunately, it was eaten by a shark halfway to the boat. He has just started to learn how to fly fish, we are hoping tomorrow will be a better day.

Gazpacho shooters were passed around. Dinner might have been even more fun if they had vodka in them!

Next up were baby scallop tempura, with pickled ginger dipping sauce.

Our starter was Tuna Tataki, Chritophene salad, micro greens, wasabi kewpie and citrus soy. I don’t like wasabi, so it was a little bit too zingy for me!

My entree, which I forgot to take a picture, of was Rack of Lamb. Steve had the Grouper.

At the Club this week were two couples from Michigan, One of them has a house near M and G’s Lake House in Michigan. H is 81 and plays in a jazz band once a month. So M and G will be taking a road trip to hear H play next summer. Another couple is from Boston. Unfortunately their flight was cancelled, and they couldn’t get to Delphi for two days! We have a couple from Brooklyn staying, I didn’t get a chance to talk much with them. We also have a couple that rented a house in Green Turtle Cay for a month. She surprised her husband with an overnight trip and day of fishing here. They are hoping that there is room for them to stay an extra night. At first I thought the whole trip was a surprise, but it was only this part of the trip.

M sat next to H from Michigan. He asked her why she wasn’t drinking, Now she could have been insulted and jokingly said that she was a raging alcoholic. Instead she told him the truth, that she gave up alcohol for Lent. He looked at her with a scowl on his face and said one word, “Fool!” and then when she said she also gave up Diet Coke he responded “Diet fucking coke? Does that even count?”. And she said, “That was even harder than the alcohol!.” Then M knew H was AOK,and he even gave her a copy of the CD for his jazz band.

No picture of dessert, as we had fruit and cheese for dessert. Everyone enjoyed the cheese, as everyone must know by now, I prefer something sweet for dessert! We did get some home made chocolates, dusted with coconut for dessert.

Will Greg catch a fish?

Will we get any people from the UK visiting? Everyone here now is an American.

Will there be a betting pool on hermit crab races?

Belize, Sunday February 17, 2019

More pretty flowers to look at. My coffee came with cream in it already. That enabled me to be even more lazy, as I didn’t have to lift the pitcher and pour cream into my coffee.

Another glass of pineapple juice. This wasn’t quite as good as yesterday’s, as it wasn’t as frozen. Still awesome though!I decided to try the scrambled eggs. I think that the fried eggs tasted a little bit better.

I wasn’t sure if I showed you the bar in the dining area. They only make the coffees here. Downstairs there is a real bar.

After breakfast I went to see if we could sign up for snorkeling on Monday as Steve is not going fishing then. We took the last two slots, good thing I signed up when I did, I sure would be unhappy if I missed out. I also checked on our flights for departing on Tuesday. We were thinking about going to see the Mayan ruins before our afternoon flight. At first I thought we were leaving at 12:30, but the receptionist thought we were on a later flight. We would only have a 40 minute connection at Belize City, much less than the 2 hours required for an international flight. The 11:30 flight was full, so I began to panic. There was a 9:30 flight, but then we would have had to wait in Belize City for a long long time. A call was made to get us on the 9:30 flight, and the concierge found out that we were already scheduled for the 11:30 flight. Phew!

In celebration of my good luck of being actually able to leave Paradise and fly home I booked a massage for Sunday afternoon.

On my way back to the room I decided to walk to the yoga pavilion. There are signs for it just further up the hill form our canopy suites. Hmm… just follow the signs. Up the hill a little farther. There it is. Looks like it is under construction. There is a nice view, but I think the view from our Canopy Suites is nicer. The floor looks nice. The floor on our veranda where i have put my mat, has slots between the wood. Pretty flowers on the way back. Here is the view of the river from just below the Canopy Suites. went down to lunch at about 11:30 as I was scheduled to have a massage at 1.

This is a view of the dining area at lunch time before all the guests arrive. Now that all our children are grown and we don’t have any grandchildren I have decided I am not crazy about little kids in the dining room. I am not sure where I want them, but I definitely don’t want them sitting next to me. I have become an uncaring individual.

I ordered a slightly sweetened ice tea. It was so dark that it looked like a cola but it was an ice tea.

I ordered the salad with fruit and grilled chicken. Today we had watermelon again. I have decided that I prefer pineapple. Who would have thought it? Next thing you know I will order pizza with pineapple on it also!

This is the downstairs bar area. They have a picture flip stand of all the fish that the anglers have caught during their stay here. I emailed the concierge Steve’s picture from yesterday. I was so excited for him to see it when he came back from his fishing trip today.

I was escorted to my massage at 1. They had a nice changing room where I could shower before my massage. I think it is a nice thing to do for the masseuse. Who wants to rub oil all over a dirty body? It’s not always possible, but when it is, I do so. Of course afterwards you are supposed to let the oils stay on your body until they are well absorbed. So then you have to walk around with a greased up body and hair all akimbo from the oils and the pulling on your scalp. Instead of going back up to our pool and room I figured I would relax by the pool.

I didn’t get much of a chance to relax as Tatoo man came by the lower pool.

He was covered with them! I showed Steve a picture later and he thought having left tattooed on the left hand was a good idea. Steve wondered about having clockwise and counter clockwise tattooed somehow as he always gets that confused.

I thought that Steve would be coming back from his fishing so I went to the bar area to sit and watch for him. As I mentioned before I was so excited to see him.

Well, I waited and waited. Finally it was almost 5 o’clock and I thought I might wade in our pool until Steve came up the tram. Instead, I found Steve in the pool! He had taken a different set of stairs to the floor where the tram was. So of course, I got mad at him, for not taking the proper staircase (meaning the staircase I thought he was going to use). He got mad at me for being mad at him. So now we are both not speaking to each other. Give us twenty years or so and we might talk to each other again.

Well we finally made up on the way down to dinner. He didn’t have to do too much groveling. I was too excited to tell him about tattoo man to stay mad at him for long.

Steve did catch anther permit today. That was two in a row! All the other anglers were quite envious of him! Today’s fish was even bigger than yesterday’s fish.

I was quite excited at dinner as Tattoo Man and his wife were sitting next to us. However they moved to a different location.

Our amuse bouche was chicken salad on a cucumber slice.

Steve had the roasted vegetable soup.

I had the shrimp seviche

For our entree Steve and I both had the snook.

Steve had the spice cake for his dessert.

I had the lime pie with banana ice cream.

Since Tattoo Man and his wife moved away from us we ended up having two yapping fishermen doctors sit next to us. Everything was ‘dude” this or “bro” that. I found it annoying. So now I have decided that no one should sit near us, ever.

I think that Tattoo Man was afraid that I would strike up a conversation and ask him about his tattoos.

What was your first tattoo?

Which is your last?

Do you have any in hidden areas?

Which was your most painful?

When did you start?

What made you thing this was a good idea?

Do you have any that you regret getting?

What do you want to get tattooed next?

How much have you spent on tattoos?

Do you have an annual budget?

Do you go to the same tattoo artist each time?

Why isn’t your chest area tattooed yet?

Do colored tattoos cost more than the black ones?

Is the woman tattooed on your belly your wife?

What does your wife feel about these topless women tattooed on your body?

Did you wife pose for the topless women tattoos? Why or why not?

Do you look at your wives non tattooed body and think she needs some tattoos?

Since I had so many questions for tattoo man I won’t ask you any.

Delphi Club, Abaco January 17, 2019

No pictures of eggs for you this morning. You must be sick of them by now. Here are some lovely flowers. I have never seen any guest put flowers in their hair. Don’t even try to get me guessing if a flower behind your right or left ear means you are single, married or on the prowl.

Today was our last day. As such, Steve was not going to go fishing. We decided that we would go on an adventure, I thought we were going to look for a Blue Hole. Blue holes are deep drainage holes for fresh water. The fresh water has dissolved the limestone to create drainage holes. V decided to tag along with us. Would it be a good or bad decision? Well, stay with me and you will find out.

Now I must admit that I don’t always listen to what Steve has to say. Likewise, he doesn’t always listen to me. It turns out that Steve actually said lets go see caves that are on the way to the boat launch. I thought “Road trip, we must be going to see the Blue Hole.” I spent a lot of time asking people if they wanted to come with us to see the Blue Hole. Steve never corrected me to say he was going to take us to see some caves.

There is a book in the lodge that has maps and information of the various tourist sights. Did we take it? No. Did Steve think he knew where the caves were? Yes. Did Steve think he knew where the Blue holes were? No. Did Steve even know there was a book that had the information? No. Did Linda bother to inquire if Steve might want to bring the book with us? No. Did Linda think that Steve knew what he was doing? Yes. Was Linda wrong? Stay with me and you will find out.

Quick update: For those quivering with anticipation, as if there was any other way to be, Steve and Linda remain happily married.

First picture is one of the club boats. The guide sits in the back and drives the boat. When he gets to the fishing spot, he can climb up on the back platform and looks for fish while using a long pole to move the boat. There is no electric motor on these boats. If the guide starts getting old he will sit on the platform and not stand on it. I don’t blame him, I don’t like heights and being up there would make me nervous. However, the guide has a better view if he is at the higher spot. The sport sits on the seats until the boat arrives at the fishing spot. Then he will stand up on the front platform. He can lean against the metal bar for support. That long pole on the left of the picture is the pole to push the boat along. If I were to tag along with Steve all day, I would be sitting in that chair the whole long day. No where to get out of the sun, no place to get out and stretch your legs. Basically trapped the whole day. Now if I remain at the lodge, like I usually do; I can go a nice bathroom anytime, soak my feet in the pool, jump from couch to porch swing, or to bed in the room. We are in the Bahamas so we Steve got to drive on the left side of the road. The steering wheel was on the left. Steve came this way nearly every morning on the way to the boat launch. This is the parking spot for the guides. They have already launched their boats. This is the launch spot. Not particularly scenic is it? I should have known that we were on a fool’s errand as the sign was directing us to caves and not holes. We decided to look for Nancy’s Cave first. No, I did not find out who Dan, Nancy, or Ralph were. Nor, if have they been found. Well, we never did find Nancy’s cave. The road looked like it was beginning to end, so we turned around. There were small trees growing in the dirt road, it looked like not many people had been this way before recently. This looked more like a place where a cave might be found. We either have a sign post waiting to happen, or a sign post ready to be removed.

This is where you might have your picnic before or after you visited the cave. We did not bring any food with us. Since you are reading this, you know that we safely returned from the adventure. Look how slim and trim Steve is in this picture, it looks like he didn’t gain any weight on this vacation at all! Well, this looks promising. Come along, won’t you? Here is V, she was such a good sport to come along with us. This is the interior of the cave. It was not very tall, We all took a peek and then retreated. We could hear all sorts of gurgling and sloshing noises from the area. On the way back I thought “Oh, let me return and take a little video of the exciting sounds!” Of course, when I got back to the mouth of the cave, SILENCE!On our way to our last cave. You might think that Steve was our fearless leader, but my now I am sure you all know, that Linda is always in the lead. I was already on my way back, as I thought this trail was a bust. Last cave. You can see the water has a bit of an blue tint to it. Well, that was the end of our adventure. I wanted you to see some of the bark of the trees in the forest. There are fires and a lot of the vegetation is destroyed. Back at the lodge, safe and sound we all had lunch on the veranda overlooking the ocean. I should probably let Steve get the money view, but I am greedy, and like to look at the ocean. When he is out fishing all day, he can look at the water all he wants. You can tell it is a travel day, as he is wearing one of his plaid shirts. One of these days I will count how many plaid shirts that he owns! I had the mahi mahi on romaine. Steve had the chicken with Chinese noodles and vegetables on a green salad. We all have ice cream bars for dessert. E from DC didn’t care for hers, so J, her husband ate two. He reminded her that when you are off the coast of Africa for nine months on a naval boat, you vowed never to decline ice cream in the future. Steve had remarked at dinner one night about this poem in one of the bathroom’s off the great room. I think most females never even notice it. After all, why would we? It is on the wrong wall! Then it was off to the airport where we waited for our flight to Fort Lauderdale. This is a picture of Marsh Harbour International Airport. Currently it is closed at night as the runway lights are out. They had better get that fixed soon! The building on the right is the old airport. I can’t even remember what that looked like, it was very small though! Back at Fort Lauderdale airport we had a long layover. Better a long layover than missing your flight due to bad weather. We ate at the Jack Nicklaus restaurant. Steve had the chicken with fettuccini.

I ordered the grilled cheese with tomato soup. I also ordered ice tea with lemonade to drink. “You mean an Arnold Palmer?”, the waitress asked? “I thought you weren’t allowed to ask for that in this restaurant.”, I said. She looked at me as if I were nuts. Now don’t tell me I was the first person to say that. Now that could be the case, as I often am the only person to say something awkward!

While at the airport I got an e-mail from S. Did I know of any good restaurants in the Florida Keys? I live to serve, so I looked up a number of restaurants on Yelp. I hope they turn out okay. I do hate to disappoint my fans!

No questions today. No one ever seems to answer them. Nor are enough of you liking my blog posts. You get them in your mail box, or stumble upon them somehow. Please take the effort to like them. It is pretty simple. Just click on the like button at the bottom of the post. For those of you who are liking them, thank you from the bottom of my heart. Now, let’s see if my like numbers increase!

Delphi Club, Abaco. January 16, 2019

J was a good sport and let me take a picture of his Eggs Benedict. Not that he would have been able to stop me of course!

Not much was happening and it was soon time for lunch. Today I had the mixed greens with orange and wahoo. Of course I had an ice cream bar for dessert. Soon it was time for dinner and we had fried artichokes for our first canapé. Second canapé was tuna poke.

E and J took the house car to Marsh Harbour where they took the ferry to Hope Town. V and I were most interested in their adventure as we had been staying at the lodge and not going offsite our whole stay. As I expected, it turns out that V and I made the right decision. The park and ride lot was all full, so they had to park a mile away form the ferry and walk to the pier. By this time they had missed the ferry, and had to wait for the next one. The ferry ride was very nice, however. When they got to Hope Town, they didn’t rent a golf cart and instead walked around. The distances were a little bit further than they thought they would be but they had a great time. They went to a cute restaurant and ordered conch chowder, conch salad and conch fritters. I would have been miserable with all that walking. However E and J are young, in top notch shape, and are in love. What other kind of day are you going to have? Plus, they were away from my questions for a number of hours! Steve got head of the table. I wanted him to pretend to toast me, but he refused. At dinner I was suitably grumpy, but then was distracted after I had heard about E and J’s day.

That is J from Lexington at the bottom left of the photo. He is originally from Belfast but now lives in Lexington Ky. Next to him is J from Belfast, he is one of the barristers. Next to him was V from England. You will remember J from breakfast He is married to V. Then there is Steve. Next to Steve is E. She is from DC. Her husband is also a J, must have been camera shy. Then we had two guests at the table. They were staying at an Airbnb south of Delphi. He was from England, and she was from the US. She has lived in England for the last five years, but still eats her food in the American style. Many of the guests here use their knife and fork in the Continental style. I try to switch it up and dine in the Continental style while we are here, it is very difficult to do so! Our starter was shrimp bruschetta. Steve and I each had the grouper with asparagus and crab pilaf. Dessert was a banana tart in with spice ice cream. Steve loved it, which shocked me as he does not like fruit at all. J wanted to get a group shot of the table. Additions to the picture from last time are J in the plaid shirt at the upper right , and V from England via Scotland on the lower right, and Max, front and center. Since Max has refused to propose to Nicole, I am limiting my effusiveness. Once he proposes I will tell you what an excellent job he is doing at Delphi. We had more chocolates after dinner. These were pure chocolate so Steve was thrilled.

Steve caught nine fish, his largest was 3 and a half pounds.

As we were going to leave the next morning, Steve and I stayed up to chat with J, J, and V. The others all retired early. Much was discussed, no problems were solved, but a good time was had by all. A lot of wine was drunk.

What is your favorite fruit?

Do you have a vacation wardrobe different than your regular duds?

Do you follow Continental or American style dining?

Delphi Club, Abaco January 15, 2019

More fried eggs again! I may surprise you someday and order something else for breakfast! I often order waffles or French Toast when I am in a restaurant. Today was the last lunch for A, J and S. They were flying to Nassau, spending the night at the new Baha Mar, and then off to Miami to drive to Cheeca Lodge in the Florida Keys. I have always wanted to stay at Cheeca. Maybe if A starts a blog, I will be able to read about it. Start a blog A!

Here is our big bowl of blue corn chips and dips. I am dipping my chips in guacamole, more often now. I’m still not sure if I like it. I draw the line at ordering Avacado Toast, that’s just too trendy for even me!

I ordered the Mahi Mahi on field greens. I neglected to ask for no olives. Every one but J ordered an ice cream bar for lunch. J is trying to keep his figure.

After lunch I hugged A, J and S goodbye. J is an extremely strong hugger! I don’t know if he knows his own strength! He probably does!

S gave me a very high compliment. He told me that he had met many wives of big shot executives and that they are dull as shit. I however, am one of the most interesting women he has ever met! I was really touched, and couldn’t wait to rub it in on Steve that he is VERY LUCKY THAT I PROPOSED TO HIM YEARS AGO! Unfortunately I had to wait many hours until Steve came back from fishing to tell him of my absolutely wonderful compliment from S.

Speaking of fishing, Steve caught 21 fish today. None were big enough to unseat C, one of the new guests, from head of the table. C caught a seven pound bonefish. Steve, however still has the record of a nine pound bonefish that he caught last year. C lives in Marco Island Florida, so he probably catches bonefish all the time. Our first canapé was smoked mackerel mayonaise on a …well it wasn’t mentioned on the menu card, so you can decide if it was a pitette, croute, or cracker! Next up was pork fritters, with a soy sauce dip.

During our pre dinner conversation I introduced myself and did a minor interrogation of our new guests who lived in the DC area. Yes, I did ask them if they worked for the government and if they were effected by the government shut down. He is in the Navy, and she works in the Pentagon. Their jobs were fully funded before the shut down.

One thing I noticed at the airport is that the people who work for the TSA and I call “the barkers” were not barking orders in the airports anymore. That has been most pleasant.

I asked many questions of our guests from Washington. I will keep all the answers to myself. Our starter was a conch salad. I ordered the rack of lamb. Steve ordered the hog fish. A terrible name for a tasty fish.

I sat next to J from Ireland, one of the barristers. The other barrister D, you will remember returned home. Our new friends from DC asked J the same questions that I did about the wigs and robes! Great minds think alike! Of course I could only understand about every third word that he said! I do wonder if I am unintelligible to him. Dessert was a delicious coconut creme brûlée. Steve didn’t eat it as he doesn’t like coconut. I bet his weight gain this week will be less that mine!

Steve caught twenty one fish today! I already mentioned that, but it is a great number of fish!

How much weight do you gain on vacation?

Do you like Mounds Bars, or Almond Joys? Both are coconut based, so Steve abstains.

Can you keep a secret?

Delphi Club Abaco. January 14, 2019

Another day and more eggs. Let’s see if the fruit is different today. Yes! Today we have added a new fruit. Dragon fruit! This is what they look like before they are cut up. It tastes very similar to a melon.Today we had four new guests arriving so we had a bigger crowd for lunch. The breeze had settled down so we were eating on the back veranda again. You can tell that I claimed a seat with a view right away. There are my reading glasses designating my chair claim! I decided to try the beef burger with sweet potato fries. They also offer a pork burger. I have not tried that.

The afternoon was more reading, blogging and stretching. I did soak my sore feet in the pool a bit. The cool water really helps the itching. Our first canapé of the evening was conch fritters with a dipping sauce. Next up was hummus on baked pitettes. Pitettes is just a fancy name for a cracker. These guys had olives on them. I passed as I don’t like olives. Our starter was crab and pumpkin bisque. Steve and I had the chicken and mushroom pie. It was yummy. An alternative was fish pie.

Dessert was Delphi Tiamisu.

J from Scotland sat at the head of the table tonight. S actually sat next to me. I teased him “You are daring to sit next to me again?” He joyfully bantered back to me “You know all my secrets now, there is nothing left to tell!” Well it might not have been that exactly as I am terrible at remembering stories, but it was of a similar meaning.

When we stayed in December one of the guests was a writer. He had ghost written a number of autobiographies. None that I was allowed to find out, as he was a ghost writer, after all. I inquired “How can anyone remember conversations that they had years ago?” You actually can’t unless you have a phenomenal memory, or keep a detailed diary. The guest told me that he needed to fact check a number of facts that clients had given him. Upon further research, the stories didn’t jive with the truth, and the clients had to be gently reminded of this. They were rarely happy that they had to tell the truth. I think they preferred thinking that they were responsible for all the team wins when they were high school football players, or the excellent business deals made were all due to their financial acumen.

At dinner there was a lull in the conversation and I asked S from Scotland if he knew any Burn’s poetry. Well he serenaded me with quite a few stanzas. I could only understand every third word, but it was enchanting! He did not just recite the poem, he used great facial expressions and emoted with such style! It was grand!

Mr. V from England as opposed to Mrs. V, married to J; told us a story about his wife. Before they were married she would accompany his fishing. She would row him across the lake to all the good fishing spots. What a brilliant match V thought! After they got married she stopped accompanying him, and certainly didn’t row the boat. Now that is Bait and Switch! To be fair, V said he didn’t expect her to row his boat forever.

I also have forgotten to mention that the male V, not to be confused with female V married to J ], is a fly tyer also. Steve wanted to see his fly collection, so Steve brought his up during the cocktail hour a few days ago. I was hoping that V would remark “That is a nice fly, at a few of the flies that Steve had tied”. He did! V brought down his flies (as he was in one of the upper rooms, he would have come down to meals as opposed to us staying in the lower level and coming up for meals. Totally unnecessary comment, but it keeps my word count up!) Steve thought V’s flies were also nice, and may tie his flies a little bit different. Although as Steve’s catch percentage had been very good, he might not need to improve his fly selection.

The female V, married to J has also been plagued by the itches. I gave her a number of my extra antihistamines, and anti itch lotions. Let’s hope they help. Steve had not been bothered by the itchies at all. Only some of us have those irresistible pheromones that attract any and all biting insects. V and J are going to another resort next week, and it will be miserable to continue with all this itchiness. I return to Poughkeepsie on Thursday to a possible snow storm coming this weekend!

Steve had a slower day and caught five fish.

Have you written an autobiography?

Is is full of lies?

What say you, pitettes, croutes, or crackers?