Good Citizen Award

Up town to meet McC the younger at our usual place, and it was warm enough to sit out to blether. And then, a kerfuffle. A crazy hollering man swayed into view looking like he was spoiling for a fight with anyone and anything that crossed his path. Two upstanding members of the citizenry kept corralling him and then springing away trying to steer him out of harms way whilst alerting passers-by. Soon Old Bill arrived; three cars in total and they got him down and into an ambulance. 
Much later, the boatie council meeting. A big one with much to discuss. It seems we’ve lost three trophies. Not having a proper clubhouse these live all year in a crate in the secure shipping container. They’re then pulled out at the Christmas party and presented for sundry feats of sailing to the same few club members who get photographed holding them aloft before they’re returned to the crate. Of course by then everyone is half-cut and who’s checking they all actually get back in? A search party has been organised for the weekend.