Putting on a brave face
J winces at the terminal untidiness of my burrow in the forepeak. He refers to it in yachtsalesmanspeak - "your stateroom."
"My in-a-stateroom, J" I chirp.
"My in-a-stateroom, J" I chirp.
posted by susyrosy @ 11:42 am
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