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The phrase you’re looking for is “out of step”.
As in, the Cardinal and I are out of step. The majority of other folks pootling up and down these delightful ditches are “left, left, left right left” whereas the Cardinal and I are more “right, right, left right right”. We’re also slower than most. We mooch. This is, methinks, because when I wake up every day I am on my boat, whereas other folk mostly wake up in Brixanmortah and boating is a bonus, a treat, a brief respite. The hire boaters have given themselves five days to circumnavigate six counties, those who can only get to their boats at weekends are anxious to squeeze the last possible smidgen of enjoyment out of their holidays.
I’m always home, on holiday. I brew coffee, and I make toast, and I watch.
An early-morning wing-rinse, possibly with some sort of duck shampoo…
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