The Captain's Cocktail Party
Pemandia
Peter Fabricius
Tue 17 May 2016 12:18
It was the perfect evening. Sunshine and a calm sea (apparently the sailors would like some more wind). I dressed and made my way aft to the quarter deck. Catching my reflection in some of the gleaming brass work I realised how kind the years have been to me (or why my tailor charges so much).
The party was a terrible disappointment. First, I could not attract the attention of any of the waiters and ended up getting my own drink. Then, nobody seemed to want to speak to me. There was truly not a word of decent conversation to be had. I left after a single drink and dined alone, telling my steward to serve me in silence.
Later I was told that the VIP was me.
Such are the joys of single handed sailing!!! Don't worry, I have not totally lost the plot, just a bit of fun!
Peter
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Peter Fabricius
Berwick House
Upper Clatford
Hampshire SP11 7PS
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