There is a storm coming. Sadly from completely the wrong direction – due to build from the SW this afternoon to a predicted peak tomorrow afternoon and still be a menace after that. So be prepared for watching more squiggling on ye olde tracker over the next few days as I get ‘munched in its fangs.’ Doesn’t Ricardo have a lovely way of putting things? He says I’ve seen worse though so will be OK,though my line to Mauritius and my rum punch will not be so healthy!
I’m about to have breakfast and then row like billyo until the winds arrive. Then we’ll enlist Bob once more to reduce the collateral damage, don the helmet and hide in the cabin munching biscuits and chocolate until its safe to play again.