Have I ever mentioned that I go a bit weak-kneed at the sight of a taut, proud sail? Yes, I do. That, given the chance, I’m up the gangway in a flash for a close look at a sailor’s rigging. Oh, yes.
So when a dear friend of mine someone who wouldn’t take me with him told me he will be shipping out aboard this. on October 25 I was sea-green with envy.
If any of my readers are interested in “proper” ships and will be hanging around Sydney Harbour on the day I’d love it if you’d swell the ranks of envious land-lubbers. And if you feel moved to yell rudely nautical encouragement – well, he’s broad-minded old salt.
And I may never speak to him again. 😦 (puts on sulky pout-face and kicks furniture.)