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Lord High Commander of Upper Broughton and Gunthor
We were parked up in Newton Ferrars on the BH weekend, which was heaving with visitors,
Malo comes in latish, and is advised by HM to pick up a residents mooring,
abought 9.30pm resident returns, and of course their is a almighty kerfufal, with lots of grief being passed too and fro,,, much huffing and puffing by resident,, who insists on throwing Malo off of his mooring so he can have it back.
So Poor guy on Malo is left wandering around in the dark in a tightish harbour with tide running trying to find a new spot...
Now those particular moorings are pretty stought, So surely the gentlemanly thing to have done would have been to raft up?
Malo comes in latish, and is advised by HM to pick up a residents mooring,
abought 9.30pm resident returns, and of course their is a almighty kerfufal, with lots of grief being passed too and fro,,, much huffing and puffing by resident,, who insists on throwing Malo off of his mooring so he can have it back.
So Poor guy on Malo is left wandering around in the dark in a tightish harbour with tide running trying to find a new spot...
Now those particular moorings are pretty stought, So surely the gentlemanly thing to have done would have been to raft up?