Gleemaiden is all locked up, curtains drawn and no flowers and plants bristling from her. No more the cheery greeting from her crew, and the yarning of trips out and marina happenings - instead the silence of a boat left for shore leave.Oh well, it happens to us all, and the marina is now refilling with the boats that have been out throughout the summer, and are now venturing in, as the sun comes out....
Neil and Ruth have returned from their big ship excursion, raving about cruises, and promptly set off on one of their own. Have to say Neil, the expert return in that howling gale was a master of seamanship - you didn't see the 3 previous boats sailing sideways down the marina as they attempted to dock !!
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