It has been a lovely week. Beautiful clouds floating in the sky, but so far no rain at all. That is predicted to change today. Each morning My Beloved Brit packs up his sailing gear, and heads over to the Royal Temple Yacht Club to join his mates for a big breakfast before they set out for the day to race on the English Channel.
A few mornings I have walked down to the sea wall to see them off, and I must say it is great fun.
There is a lot of bustling about on the boats, and you can hear the laughter coming across the marine…often following what sounds like MBB’s voice.
There’s lots of activity getting the boat ready.
It’s very exciting as they start pulling away from their berths and head out to the open sea for a day of racing.
Almost like a parade.
It never gets old for him…or for me. I head out with a friend to walk through the gardens of Kent. Win, win.