Local Oops and Karaoke
Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Wed 2 Oct 2019 23:57
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Local Oops and Karaoke Night  Bear settled in the cockpit for lunch and
all of a sudden there was a real hullabaloo. Quick,
quick bring the camera. A big local boat towed in a mostly submerged girl. Alain (our next door neighbour)
picked up the chap looking after Salty Dog while Vince is away and the
two went over to see if they could help. A few dived in from the big boat and
paddled over and a couple of chaps stood on the upturned hull. Clearly more than
one dinghy was required.
 Bear left his
lunch and joined the group.
 Lots of shouting, whistling, hand signals
(for Bear) but soon an orderly formation began to
pull for shore.
 Several rope slips, re-attachings and
after some movement......hard aground in a very low, low tide. A meeting took place and it was decided that another
attempt would be made late afternoon by the big girl, when there was enough
water to enable the rescue. Meanwhile we went ashore to meet Vince, back from
his Visa run to Cape Town, a quick beer ashore then back to Salty where he
handed me my two, brand new, all sparkling three terabyte external hard drives
(to finally put all my music and audiobooks together in the same place and have a back up, yes dear. Then, he handed one that
he had bought for himself for me to fill. Mmmm. Better get started on that,
several days methinks.
  Bear took various
people back to the waiting big boat and returned to his lunch. At five
o’clock, after a conflab, things began to
happen.
 Minor adjustments, more discussion..........
 .......and off the pair
went, as did we to head in, with Vince, for what will be a ‘leaving do’
for several boats.
   Princess sung
beautifully and with deep feeling as Maria served her noodles as a side dish.
 Kimi and Maria.
  Princess had me shake
my booty and Kimi ended up with two
beers.
 Quinton, Beatie and
Irma enjoy a serenade from.............
  Renee and Vince. Renee had a sneaky peek at the words on the karaoke machine and Vince
was presented with the little cap from a tequila bottle.
 Smiles at the end of
their ‘turn’. A chap we didn’t know murdered Bohemian Rhapsody and
several tried to ‘sing’ popular duets. Sherbets flowed and at ten it was time to
disco.
  The bar ladies came onto the floor to show
us how to shake our tail feathers, line dance
Malagasy style and boogie with a bottle on our head,
Beattie was surprisingly good at it despite the number of
cocktails.
   Irma practiced
in the corner, serious stuff and impressed.
  The poor sax player had waited all evening
for his ‘turn’ and at a quarter to eleven he gave a great performance. By then
things were getting pretty messy and Bear became a hit when he put his beer label on his forehead. Then he went downhill fast, not truly remembering getting down the steep
ramp (tide out), dropping Vince back to Salty or sitting up in bed attempting to
watch an episode of White Collar........I closed his laptop, demanding he take
his glasses off, put his snore ring on and “Goodnight Irene”.......
ALL IN ALL FINE
ENTERTAINMENT
NEVER A DULL
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