Groundhog Day.
Again.
!
So, we arrive at the boat between eight and half past, and then wait for the electrician to come and fit the radio and beacon. That was the plan. We drank tea. Read newspapers. Looked out of the windows. The radio was done, but the beacon got lost by the courier, and we waited as the guaranteed delivery time passed. The morning passed. The afternoon passed. We drank tea some more.
As luck would have it, the weather on site was perfect, and so we waited all day as the wind slowly built, and conditions turned from perfect to something less than that. From now on until Monday, the weather will get worse, and so the chance of another working weekend is high; it's all money in the bank to be honest.
We might actually sail in the morning if just to see the site if nothing else; we shall see.
I left for Dover at half three to pick Jools up from work, and then back home where I cooked paprika chicken, pesto pasta and fresh steamed vegetables. Not bad, not bad.
Thursday tomorrow.
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