This is what we fell in love with over two years ago.  A rather scruffy, totally unknown make of boat that just happened to tick all the boxes of everything we wanted in our first ever yacht: centre cockpit meaning a spacious aft cabin with an en suite that you could really shower in (even if not Houdini), nearly 20 years old and been across the Atlantic â twice â but sound as a pound where it mattered.  It was easy to ignore the flaky paint on the mast, the sickly grey teak deck, the ratty interior, the embarrassing sparkly writing on the side  ... love is, after all, blind.

And so it started ...