Pheebs and I wandered into Bayfield this morning to check on the main street construction. They are moving right along and I see they have already done some sodding and landscaping.
Whoever heard of wearing short sleeve shirts in the month of November of all things!! Well, here in our neck of the woods that is exactly what I have worn for two afternoons in a row. I think we may have broken some more temperature records today. We climbed to over 70F again.
A FISH&CHIP STOP AT THE EAST END OF GODERICH'S NORTH SIDE HARBOR
|THE EAST SIDE OF THE STREET IS NOT AS FAR ADVANCED AS THE WEST SIDE|
Scooter was due for a run so all three of us piled into our Winnebago Class C early this afternoon and headed to Goderich for fish&chips at the Goderich Harbor Restaurant on the north side of the harbor. Some may remember we did the same thing back in the Spring. Despite the high winds it was nice sitting in the rig at the east end of the harbor eating our curds and whey.....oh wait a minute, that should read eating our fish&chips. Lots of places have fish&chips but we really like the way they do their haddock fish here. It's done the old way with a crispy crunchy thick batter and in my opinion, it's the best around. The chips were great too.
YOU WILL NOTICE IN SOME OF THESE PHOTOS HOW BARE OUR TREES ARE BECOMING ON OUR WAY TO GODERICH NO PROBLEM FINDING A PARKING SPOT AT THE LITTLE FISH/&CHIP PLACE WE HAD A NICE VIEW ACROSS THE HARBOR AND THE NAME OF THAT SHIP IS THE MIEDWIE
|LOOKS LIKE A COUPLE GUYS FISHING| PHEEBS PATIENTLY WATCHES FOR KELLY AND HERE SHE COMES NOW WITH THE GOODIES PHEEBS IS ON THE RUN YAAAAAY, FISH&CHIPS:)))))) 'DON'T FORGET TO TOSS A FEW SNACKS MY WAY MOM' PHEEBS IS TOTALLY FOCUSED ON MY FISH&CHIPS KELLY DIGS RIGHT IN WHILE PHEEBS WATCHES INTENTLY
|I THINK THESE TWO FISHERMEN MAY BE A FATHER AND SON|
|THIS IS A 'TAKE-OUT' RESTAURANT ONLY|
Ellen's Groove:)) Another short little diddy from Ellen plucking a few strings in a guitar shop somewhere. Probably Las Vegas where she lives.
GROANER'S CORNER:(( Muldoon lived alone in the Irish countryside with only a pet dog for company. One day, the dog died, and Muldoon went to the parish priest and said, "Father, my dog is dead. Could ya' be sayin' a mass for the poor creature?" Father Patrick replied, "I'm afraid not. We cannot have services for an animal in the church. But there is a new denomination down the lane, and there's no tellin' what they believe. Maybe they'll do something for the creature."Muldoon said, "I'll go right away Father. Do ya' think $5,000 is enough to donate for the service?"Father Patrick exclaimed, "Sweet Mary, Mother of Jesus! Why didn't ya' tell me the dog was Catholic?"
MY VERY MUCH MOST BESTEST PAL OF EVER
- The best way to keep kids at home is to make the home a pleasant atmosphere and let the air out of their tires.
- Car sickness is the feeling you get when the monthly car payment is due.
- My mind not only wanders, sometimes it leaves completely.- One reason to smile is that every seven minutes of every day, someone in an aerobics class pulls a hamstring.