doug748
Well-Known Member
Following on from Snooks little problem at Yarmouth.
Last week I was alongside in Falmouth. I explained to a friend over breakfast that I hated marinas but it was quiet at this time of year, no rafting and no screaming kids or truculent yoofs driving tenders about. Heaven in fact. Worth paying the 20 quid for a silent night.
It was dark by 8 and I retired at 9 with a good book and a milky drink. The 40 ft French yacht arrived at 10 just opposite me, 12 crew taking it in turns to jump onto the pontoon. The males in the party (sadly) stripped to their underwear to have a alfresco shower under the stand pipe whilst the girls hooted. They eventually drifted off in twos of threes to return at regular intervals throughout the night, energised. Two, being of a more philosophical turn of mind, debated the meaning of life till 3am in theatrical undertones.
Just when you think you have cracked it and nothing could go wrong.
As Snooks said, Why me?
Last week I was alongside in Falmouth. I explained to a friend over breakfast that I hated marinas but it was quiet at this time of year, no rafting and no screaming kids or truculent yoofs driving tenders about. Heaven in fact. Worth paying the 20 quid for a silent night.
It was dark by 8 and I retired at 9 with a good book and a milky drink. The 40 ft French yacht arrived at 10 just opposite me, 12 crew taking it in turns to jump onto the pontoon. The males in the party (sadly) stripped to their underwear to have a alfresco shower under the stand pipe whilst the girls hooted. They eventually drifted off in twos of threes to return at regular intervals throughout the night, energised. Two, being of a more philosophical turn of mind, debated the meaning of life till 3am in theatrical undertones.
Just when you think you have cracked it and nothing could go wrong.
As Snooks said, Why me?