Blue Nun and the rocks! Aaaah! The joy of having a boat again! Blue Nun’s so much more responsive than our wooden boat, lovely as she was, and so nippy too! We enjoy a brisk sail from Neyland to Dale where we spend a couple of restful days, reading, writing and generally watching the world go by. On the third morning we decide on a change of scenery and potter round to a sheltered bay where we can pick up a mooring buoy. Well, we would have, if I’d been quicker. Now, I’m pretty good at picking up buoys, but make a right dog’s dinner of it this time. ‘Never mind,’ says Tom, ‘we’ll give it another go!’ He puts the engine in reverse and Blue Nun obediently travels backwards (something no previous boat of ours has ever done!) … and a rope which trails the dingy behind the boat whirls round the propeller. Yikes! Tom manages to free enough to regain control of the engine, but he’s pretty sure that some of the rope is still tangled up. Whilst I would quite like to preten...
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But very well done indeed!
What an achievement, you must be so thrilled.
CJ xx
Go you! And a great time!
Congratulations to you ... hoping that you are resting well today.
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You didn't look at all puffed either.
You worked so hard and deserve every success.
PS Have you read...
What I talk about when I talk about running by Haruki Murakami? Great book for writers who run or runners who write.
BT
Hubby is going to New York on 2nd November. Think you are all mad...where is the pleasure in running when you can walk (or crawl or limp in my case)
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