RSYC Lunch
Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Tue 11 Aug 2015 22:57
|
Lunch at the Royal Suva Yacht
Club
 The RSYC
We had a late start, bimbled around
the shops for an hour before getting a taxi to the Royal Suva Yacht Club. We
presented ourselves to the lady at reception who welcomed us and pointed to the
bar and restaurant. A tired building that doesn’t look too bad from a little way
back.
  The skipper and
Maj arrived soon after we did and posed in the now, warm
sunshine.
 Very sheltered RSYC Marina.
 Commemorative
plaque.
 Steve and Bear
pose.
 The haul-out
facilities opposite.
  We sat in the clean and comfortable
restaurant, and each chose the days three pound thirty special – battered
swordfish and chips, very nice it was too. Apparently the steaks are wonderful
and the rest of the menu has a great reputation. It was nice to sit awhile and
watch the world go by, a sport fisher came to drop her crew and refuel, then the
pilot came in for a wash and brush up.
 Bear signed the
guestbook on the way out.
  We looked at the
old photographs on the wall and bimbled over to the chandlery
opposite.
 Very bijou was
said chandlery, so out of there in a couple of minutes.
  We stop to admire the ‘One Careful Owner’ outboard dangling from a shed we
passed, the umbrellas clearly enhanced the experience. We crossed the road and
took a pound taxi ride [for the four of us] back
to town.
 After a successful detour to a DVD
shop, where we bought films for seventy five pence, promised none had been
videoed in a cinema but may have a few subtitles at chest height........., we
took on the clothing floor at Big Bear’s. The home department was all we could face
yesterday.
 I could not picture anyone's
granddaughter in these particular monstrosities' let
alone our Duchess – even after dividing the cost by three. I did ask the lady if
she had any baggy trousers and she did show me a purple pair with what looked
like the coloured ends from yellow drawing pins down each leg. Unable to take
anymore of this high quality fashion we made a quick stage left exit for
home.
 Bear went to the
pool, the towels from yesterday still not quite dry.................... I
fought copying the new films.
   In he
went, came up and told me I wouldn’t like the cold water. ‘Nuff said,
Guv. In the evening we bimbled back down to the food hall and if I eat anymore
Chinese chicken I’ll either take on the look or start preening my feathers,
so long as I don’t start
laying eggs....................
ALL IN ALL RSYC - AGED BUT
PLEASANT
TRANQUIL
BACKWATER |