Labour day weekend in Gloucester is a big deal, lots of wind machines turn up for this weekend, and already there is 5 or 6.
but there is one slight problem, some guy called Earl is going to crash this party.
I am at anchor at the end of the mooring field, as I usually am, and my Rocna anchor, is going to have it's sternest test, i will keep you filled in on the details of that.
Next week I fly back to Ireland, and there I pick up my two Daughters and son, and then fly to Greece, where my youngest girl has decided to get married.
A couple of years ago I told her of my plans, and she thought about them a lot, and then proceeded to ignore them completely, leaving me with fights across the world.
I hope to leave my boat on a mooring in Gloucester, and have a couple of friends I have made, look after it for me.
I wonder, is Guinness hot in Greece, and also I hope my Father of the Bride speech is not all about this guy Earl.
That's if he lets me go!
What a big eye you have got,
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