Having stopped work last Friday, May 11, my birthday, Chris and I are now
having a week of final sorting out ready to head off hopefully next weekend:
We thought we might hide in Cowes for a few days and settle our feathers,
but with this satellite tracking, everbody knows where we are. No pretending
we've sailed around the world when we havn't left the Solent. I think I will
shred a few more papers and have a cup of coffee, Christine is sorting CDs
for the trip, probably lots of heavy metal!