When I left you last, dear reader, I belive I intimated that we would soon be abed. Well in fact there was a cracking live band playing on board the Albatros (a sailing ship used as a bar in the harbour here) and we stayed until closing time
Much falling down water was consumed and we slept the sleep of the righteous and didn't arise until half the morning had gone.
After breakfast on board, we went walkabout. The first port of call was the chandlers for some spare nav light bulbs. I'd fixed the dodgy tricolour by cleaning the contacts but we needed spare bulbs anyway.
Unfortunately, they didn't have a suitable float switch so we're still stuck with the manual grey waste pump
Now it was time for a little diversion into my family past. Several generations ago, one of my ancestors was, for a time, the proprietor of a nursery cum market garden on Theatre Street in Wells.
I was delighted to find that there is still a walled garden and dwelling known as the Nurseries on the site although most of the land has been built on.
Back to the harbour and back aboard the Albatros for more live music and more beer. Life doesn't get much better!
After three pints we decided enough was enough and headed back to the boat. Later, and sober, I decided to have a play with the dinghy and potter around the harbour.
We ate fish and chips from the excellent shop on the quayside sitting in the sun in the cockpit and then, after another spin, I packed the dinghy away
After some cogitation, we've decided to make a dash for Lowestoft tomorrow. Tempting though it is to go and have a look at Blakeney, the tide times and the weather forecast and my golden rule that we must be heading back by the beginning of the second week of a two week cruise all say no
Much falling down water was consumed and we slept the sleep of the righteous and didn't arise until half the morning had gone.
After breakfast on board, we went walkabout. The first port of call was the chandlers for some spare nav light bulbs. I'd fixed the dodgy tricolour by cleaning the contacts but we needed spare bulbs anyway.
Unfortunately, they didn't have a suitable float switch so we're still stuck with the manual grey waste pump
Now it was time for a little diversion into my family past. Several generations ago, one of my ancestors was, for a time, the proprietor of a nursery cum market garden on Theatre Street in Wells.
I was delighted to find that there is still a walled garden and dwelling known as the Nurseries on the site although most of the land has been built on.
Back to the harbour and back aboard the Albatros for more live music and more beer. Life doesn't get much better!
After three pints we decided enough was enough and headed back to the boat. Later, and sober, I decided to have a play with the dinghy and potter around the harbour.
We ate fish and chips from the excellent shop on the quayside sitting in the sun in the cockpit and then, after another spin, I packed the dinghy away
After some cogitation, we've decided to make a dash for Lowestoft tomorrow. Tempting though it is to go and have a look at Blakeney, the tide times and the weather forecast and my golden rule that we must be heading back by the beginning of the second week of a two week cruise all say no
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