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Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Tue 20 Nov 2018 23:57
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20th of November
2018    Tuesday 20th. Guilt made me start my day by
posting last weeks blog (mostly written), it was just Sunday that needed to be
completed. So pleased I do a bit each day as the days and weeks seem to merge
from job to job. Credit Card paid, a few emails written and it was time to think
about the cockpit chairs. Both unwrapped from their storage
packaging, side by side on our bed and oh, having not seen them since
February I hadn’t realised there was still so much to do to get this big job as
a ‘crossed off’ from my work list. Bear repaired the
big outboard clamp and the fibreglass SSB aerial. I
bimbled toward the toilet block and as I passed grotty yachties friend, further
along the walkway his equally grotty friend, who likes to wander about wearing
nothing but a miniscule towel around his waist bent over and I had both
Charlies, Johnson and an elderly bottom. He looked over his shoulder and
scuttled indoors, at least that was something. Glad it was me that got the
eyeful and not the three little girls on the catamaran opposite said saggy.
Lucky me, had he been twenty something and not sixty something ??? – no, still
not a great view.... After lunch a big low had the tarpaulin resembling a filled
hot air balloon and making a terrible racket (still no sign of Razali finishing
the gazebo and conservatory). we raced out to lasso the tarp down, flinging
ropes over to make a spiders web just as the heavens opened.
I worked on Bear’s cockpit chair. At four
o’clock Bear called timeout and we took to
our bed to watch some NCIS. It soooo felt like we were skiving off from lessons
but both appreciate we are beginning to run on
empty.  There we stayed and very naughtily, we had
supper in bed too. Tonight a smiley Bear bravely
tried a tin of spicy tuna, he wanted it with salad and baked potato. All these
food experiments are to see what he likes from what we can stock up on locally.
I will be happy with a couple of hundred tins of ordinary tuna on board, readily
available, in fact there are loads to choose from. I have to carry at least two
months of supplies to get us through true isolation in the southern islands of
the Maldives and Chagos, plus all the sea passages of
course. 
ALL IN ALL TIRED
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