But it seems my fingers can still dance over the fretboard. Well, as well as they ever do, anyway.
So we're all good. On in two.
Saturday, 10 May 2014
Friday, 9 May 2014
Almost to the weekend
Two races planned, first starts at 2pm. Can't wait. Hels, my usual
crew, is back with me if all goes to plan. We've not sailed together in
an age; I'm out of practice with the blustery stuff and she's going to
be out of practice generally. Must be very careful not to break her, but
it should otherwise be fun.
Need to replace the burgee at the top of the mast that we lost in the
mud during the heavy weather at the beginning of this year. Probably
just as well I haven't replaced it yet. Will leave it till after the
weekend now, I think. I'm expecting a capsize or two. Though they're
becoming much more infrequent these days.
Agreed with Dad that I'd help him out with Sailability tomorrow morning,
then once we were done, we could look at fitting a tent to the
Drascombe. We're away to Fowey for four days at the end of the month,
and intend to sleep on the boat, so a boat tent is pretty critical.
Can't wait. A little apprehensive about essentially living in an open
boat for four days this early in the year. If it's a wet weekend, life
could turn pretty miserable. On the other hand, I picked up a slight
sunburn sailing last Sunday, so it could equally be quite glorious.
Sailability of course conflicts with the two hours of training at karate
I was supposed to be doing tomorrow. It's fairly important, actually I
think probably critical, if I'm to have any hope of making the grading
in July. Much as I'd really like to, it's looking less and less likely.
I've only got myself to blame, too many other commitments this time of year.
It's been two years since my last grading. I guess another year of
practice won't hurt.
And with a gig tomorrow evening, the weekend is shaping up to be
anything but dull.
Monday, 5 May 2014
Meeting Oscar
This is Guinness's little brother, Oscar, saying hello to Budd. Oscar is pretty sure he's a GSD himself. Budd is just slightly bemused to finally meet somebody shorter than him.
The verdant field was awash with wildflowers. This is a lovely time of year.
Guinness
Met this young man, Guinness, today along with his pack-mate Oscar. Their mum, Maria, is thinking of adopting Budd, one of our foster dogs, so took him for a walk with them over the fields at Frampton so they could meet.
Lovely day for a stroll.
Sunday, 4 May 2014
An utterly gorgeous day
Wind is a complete lottery. Spun 180 degrees ten seconds before the start, caused absolute pandemonium.
Lovely being back on the water though.
Thursday, 1 May 2014
Son_v2
Don't really understand how the boy could be so tired. Every Wednesday is the same.
Nik works Wednesday afternoons, so Sam has always walked to his Gran's after school on a Wednesday and I've picked him up after work
He's old enough now to just go home and let himself in, but he likes visiting his grandparents, so the tradition continues.
But clearly the conversation is lacking, because of late whenever I pick him up, he's asleep on the floor.
To be fair, I doubt it's the company. Harry is always great fun, and nobody sleeps around Lil.
I think it's just an odd teenage thing. A week of early nights are clearly needed.
Made a start tonight, and sent him to bed an hour ago.
He seemed grateful. I felt jealous.
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