Different Week

What a difference a week makes, the docks look empty, no Tall Ships, the two RFA’s which appeared to be permanently attached to the dock wall have sailed, no cruise ships, nothing of any size.
It’s as though the town is drawing breath before the next event.

Paddy and I walked to see Richard this morning, we had promised ourselves a Black Rock Gin (58%!!) with some Navas tonic to celebrate his impending departure to the U.S.
Two doubles made the walk home very pleasant.

Sam and I are back on speaking terms after I forgot her rugby training last night and disappeared off rowing, to say she was not best pleased would be an understatement.