oldgit
Well-Known Member
It has been alleged that OG is notoriously reluctant to invest money in spurious and supersilious scams such as Valentines Day. Did once buy the wife a card for 1/6d, think she still has it somewhere among her hidden treasures.
RCC pain through pleasure social dept. organised a "Do" for Saturday night.
As one of the free soirées held each year for members, OG decided to grace the event with his presence for as short time as decently possible before sneaking quietly out.
The fact that the event was free, ensures that the main attendees would be those members with kids or grandkids and families to feed along with those ancient mariners that you rarely ever see in the clubhouse except at the AGM to vote down anything that might change anything.
For weeks to come there will be grumbles about the little ones running about, the pre teens break dancing and eyeing up the opposite sex , outrageously preventing the old folks from jitterbugging or waltzing or whatever they did before the Boer war.
For the first time ever they engaged a decent band and not yet another wearisomely protracted intermininably dull Frank Sinatra or even worse Micheal Buble impersonator wheeled out to groans from anybody under 70.
The band was good and on interrogation turned out to come from the Demoncratic Peoples Republic of Brighton. They played JJ Cale " Cocaine", if you have no idea who this is , is stick with Frank and Micheal.
Erics version is just an anaemic pale pastiche by the way.
Things were looking up.
The social committee being very experienced , made sure that the buffet was not open until halfway though the event and the raffle delayed deep into the night ,about 9.00PM.
Due to alcohol being consumed, the only way to survive most club social events, decided to stay aboard overnight , the wife refused point blank to do so and went home.
It was all going too well.
The weather girl did mention little bit of wind earlier in the day.
Turned on both 4 kilowatt fan heaters and snuggled down for the night.
Awoke at around 04.30 as the tide had changed and the full force of the wind was disputing with the tide who had right of way. Peered out of porthole , how can you have white horses 15 miles inshore ?
The forecabin in my boat has been specially designed to amplify chine slapping .
Now awaiting my pontoon electricity bill with some trepidation.
It was long time until the sun rose.
Please feel free to add your own punctuation.
RCC pain through pleasure social dept. organised a "Do" for Saturday night.
As one of the free soirées held each year for members, OG decided to grace the event with his presence for as short time as decently possible before sneaking quietly out.
The fact that the event was free, ensures that the main attendees would be those members with kids or grandkids and families to feed along with those ancient mariners that you rarely ever see in the clubhouse except at the AGM to vote down anything that might change anything.
For weeks to come there will be grumbles about the little ones running about, the pre teens break dancing and eyeing up the opposite sex , outrageously preventing the old folks from jitterbugging or waltzing or whatever they did before the Boer war.
For the first time ever they engaged a decent band and not yet another wearisomely protracted intermininably dull Frank Sinatra or even worse Micheal Buble impersonator wheeled out to groans from anybody under 70.
The band was good and on interrogation turned out to come from the Demoncratic Peoples Republic of Brighton. They played JJ Cale " Cocaine", if you have no idea who this is , is stick with Frank and Micheal.
Erics version is just an anaemic pale pastiche by the way.
Things were looking up.
The social committee being very experienced , made sure that the buffet was not open until halfway though the event and the raffle delayed deep into the night ,about 9.00PM.
Due to alcohol being consumed, the only way to survive most club social events, decided to stay aboard overnight , the wife refused point blank to do so and went home.
It was all going too well.
The weather girl did mention little bit of wind earlier in the day.
Turned on both 4 kilowatt fan heaters and snuggled down for the night.
Awoke at around 04.30 as the tide had changed and the full force of the wind was disputing with the tide who had right of way. Peered out of porthole , how can you have white horses 15 miles inshore ?
The forecabin in my boat has been specially designed to amplify chine slapping .
Now awaiting my pontoon electricity bill with some trepidation.
It was long time until the sun rose.
Please feel free to add your own punctuation.
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