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Lousy tides this weekend, so rather than leave at the crack of sparrowfart, we had a lie in Saturday and slipped around 1.30 in the afternoon. The same time as Hagrid. We arrived at East Head about 20 minutes before him, and were anchored up, with fenders, warps and beers at the ready. Thing is, we came from Christchurch, and he came from Chichester...
Also, after a wonderful dinner at the Ship Inn at Itchenor, we discovered that tenders should be left on the outside of the pontoon, not the inside like the miserable old git we met told us.
We also discovered that what looks like a normal beach is, in actual fact, foot deep foul stinking mud that almost cost me a pair of deckshoes. How the girls laughed. Also discovered that Hagrid's SO should not be allowed near shopping centres, particularly ones like Gunwharf Quays, with rather too many designer outlet stores.
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Also, after a wonderful dinner at the Ship Inn at Itchenor, we discovered that tenders should be left on the outside of the pontoon, not the inside like the miserable old git we met told us.
We also discovered that what looks like a normal beach is, in actual fact, foot deep foul stinking mud that almost cost me a pair of deckshoes. How the girls laughed. Also discovered that Hagrid's SO should not be allowed near shopping centres, particularly ones like Gunwharf Quays, with rather too many designer outlet stores.
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