Saints Supper
Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Wed 26 Jan 2011 23:56
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Supper on the Iles des
Saintes
 It was time for me to get big
and forgive the Saints for the "It started with a Plop" incident which saw Bear
throw my passport into deep water in March 2009. I had been told by so many
cruisers the the islands were "quaint", "pretty". "friendly" etc. Well maybe it
was time, maybe it was being with Nimue that made the difference - but
peace is upon me. Here in the sunset (the girls at the back left) I did indeed
see the Saints in a different light.
  Quaint, rustic,
touristy, but with these / my new feelings, we thought we would celebrate
with a pizza
  Not before suffering watching Bear eat
his starter - no comment at all, but I suffered
later...............
 The pizzas were
vast and very cheap as what was left over fed us the next
day
 Time to go home, the boys lead the way. Bear sits on the side to steady
Excalibur (Baby Nimue) for us to get aboard
 Mistress goes
next - all well to begin with
 Then decides to approach from a different position........
 .........the
bottom shuffle and feet flip
 Progress whilst
negotiating the fuel tank..........
 Success
several minutes later, but all too much for Michael
It has to be said I am no better. I
look like Bambi on ice getting out, having to unfold to attain a standing
position, no good if I start to laugh, and a catapulted whale on
embarkation. I remember only too well falling in when Fred (Tashtego) had
given me a lift in Trinidad, to laying flat out doing a dead ant at Leader
Price on Martinique. Tonight I got in, cast off the rope smoothly, pushed us
hard away from the quayside feeling somewhat smug, not realising Bear was still
sitting on the edge. Somehow he managed to launch himself in without having to
have a little swim first, no one sure how he did it.
ALL IN ALL
TENTATIVE STEPS FOR ME ON THE
SAINTS
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