East meets North - The TRUE Story

[PeteCooper]

2 blokes from darn Sarf headed North. They arrived at boat and drank weak local beer. Packed in like sardines they endured the night. Even the sound of torrential rain and midges trying to eat through the washboards didn't keep them awake. Next morning their local host tried to poison them with a Scottish breakfast. Torrential rain and midges prevented any attempts at sailing so they sat in the cabin all day discussing which anchor they would use if they ever left the mooring. More alcohol ensued. Next morning, in the torrential rain and chased by hordes of crazed midges with a taste for English flesh they hurried South vowing never to venture North of Cambridge ever again.

 

[Kilter]

That sounds more like it! /forums/images/graemlins/grin.gif

 

[FullCircle]

Boat spacious
Rain persistent
Sun hot
Midges absent
Beer imported
Sailing great
Anchor unused
Back next year

 

[Twister_Ken]

The fact that there's a pic here somewhere of the mud bunnies legging it down the pontoon, while ra jock tries to get the spinnaker down seems to back up Pete's version!

 

[FullCircle]

I was
only engaged
to put
the Spinnaker UP....

 

[smth448]

Nice to see you haven't changed Jim. I remember the kite on Second Luv going up nicely and coming down in bits!

 

[FullCircle]

Ah, my dark past is revealing itself.
Catpain Smiff I presume? /forums/images/graemlins/laugh.gif

 

[Twister_Ken]

That sounds like the classic "We put'em up, God takes'em down" sentiment.

 

[smth448]

That's it right in one

 

[smth448]

More a case of we put them up God knows how we take them down /forums/images/graemlins/laugh.gif