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| BoatForMyPotplants |
Posted - 04 Oct 2011 : 22:58:21
Last Friday night didn't go according to plan, due to the exceptionally high tide leaving the Boat For My Potplants on such a skew angle that it would have been impossible to spend a few minutes aboard, let alone sleep.
But never mind. After adjusting the ropes here and there, we were finally able to spend a whole night on board on Sunday instead.
But I didn't manage to get the cook pot and stove out.
And we didn't open the Scrabble from it's wrapper.
Instead we got fish and chips from Papa's Chippy, and of course a bottle of wine from the on-board wine cellar (hole beneath the sink).
And because we were so exhausted from that afternoon's events of hanging on for dear life on the back of my brother-in-law's giant inflatable banana off the coast of Brightlingsea, and having to be rescued because his speed-boat's engine conked out (another story), we were so completely exhausted that we were both sound asleep by nine o'clock.
So even though a learned Scrabble scholar from these fair pages had given me a pre-game tip of the high-scoring nautical word of "MIZZENMASTS" (on a Triple Word-Score that would have earned me 99 points - thanks to Deano), I was sadly not able to use it.
Oh well. What was it that John Lennon said? Life is what happens when you're busy making plans. I've come to the conclusion that plans never work out - we just have to go with the flow.
Neil |
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