Sunday

The maw is none too weel. She told the nurse that she didn't want to see me - a first. It's like she's chucked the towel in and can't be bothered any more. I don't blame her, it's a fairly shit existence. Or maybe she's wisely heard enough about boats and dreads the start of the football season...
So I made sure I enjoyed the afternoon - pottering, chatting and just checking that all was literally shipshape. While I was there I got some snaps aboard a gorgeous 37' boat, Joysea, recently arrived from the States. I was after galley photos, but it was the lacquered floor that really caught the eye. That, and the skipper's treasure chest of spices. I think his chequebook must be quite impressive too.