susys running away to sea

"The rigors (sic) of an expeditionary lifestyle"

Tuesday, July 04, 2006

Charts (later same day)

Now, with every chart of the area known to mankind, some of which are reprints of those produced by the Royal Navy (hurrah!) in the 1800's and still have the same funny typescript, spread over the entire saloon, galley, bunks, J is planning our new journey. His is in his element. I am retreating under the flood of paper. The sun is shining. I shall slip into something swimsuitable and be decorative in the cockpit.

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2 seconds into the cockpit session, and I'm hailed by this elderly gent, sporting a black trilby, knitted cardi, white socks and a pipe, calling round to say hello. I do like this. He's a friendly talkative chap, who, before he goes some time later, invites us to drop by for coffee on his boat. "It's a long day," he says, leaving the invitation open. How nice is this.


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