Fenders

Note to self: don't volunteer/get volunteered for this event next year! Several hours of tossing and rolling around in a boat which was built to double as a biscuit barrel. And then I had to haul the anchor up. Again... and again.. In between, I got to shelter from the torrential rain down below and glimpse the horizon coming into view and then see a view of the sky again. At least I think I can say now that I'm fairly unaffected by seasickness.
Home at last to see the nippers who had arrived for roast chicken, then an episode of Borgen followed by some programme all about Andy Murray (aye, it's that time again).... And so to bed.