Sailing to Purgatory
The final scene in this true adventure shocked the author, too.

‘The reader will be enthralled as Paul, former Fleet Street journalist turned professional yachtmaster, takes us along on his ‘swallowing the anchor’ voyage, his retirement from the sea.

'This self-confessed newish ancient mariner … has spent almost a lifetime sailing solo, as both an ocean going competitive yachtsman, as a DoT Commercial Yachtmaster, and during his circumnavigation to become a singlehanded Cape Horner ... Sailing to Purgatory has all the roller coaster elements of a heart stopping adventure — drama on the high seas, observing life ... undersea volcanoes, a love interest, and waves high enough to scare the pants off most of us.’ - Brenda Vowden, journalist, avid reader

Home from the outside ... St Helenans,
'Saints', round their South Atlantic
island in Midshipman,
en route for Stockholm.

Enterprising forebears ... The house Paul's father designed, and the car his paternal grandfather designed and built.

Running repairs ... crewman Declan checks rig fittings on the superyacht, Midshipman, which Paul sailed from the Cape to Sweden.

Sail power ... Gavin's Howe's beautiful yacht in the Mediterranean.

Rescue in the Southern Ocean ... Yachting World's international edition this month features Paul and Captain Fantastic in its Great Seamanship series.

Pat and Gerry Adamson, two wonderful supporters get Spirit of Pentax ready for her circumnavigation.

Home sweet home ... St Helena islanders, after a voyage round their island home on the superyacht, Midshipman.

Baptism of a Cape Horner ... Lady Chichester names Spirit of Pentax in a ceremony at Brighton Marina.

Homeward Bound 2 is prepared for her attempt on the longest open boat record.

Tri trials ... testing Paul's entry in the singlehanded race across the Atlantic are great friends Ron Pell, Jerry Freeman plus a keen helper.

Cover up ... Bob Abrahams works on cover ideas for Sailing to Purgatory.

Stocking up for 18 months ... Last minute farewells before Spirit of Pentax and Paul left on the long route to become Cape Horners.

Death of a racer ... Baltic Wind flounders after running into a container in the South Atlantic. Paul and a lady shipmate spent eight worrying days in a liferaft.

A 230-year-old superbrain Richard Whately declared , ‘A man is called selfish not for pursuing his own good, but for neglecting his neighbour’s.’

At 5 this morning, I needed to remember that humanitarian advice as a great noise trumpeted through the humble abode. I threw off the summer-weight duvet fearing that the building might be on fire, or falling down.

The raucous combination buzzer-bell-reveille blaster roared and roared deafeningly, non-stop.

Image of part of  a Sailing to Purgatory webpage to illustrate the article.
Wise words ... Richard Whately's the man for good advice, even before the cock crows. Photo from Wikipedia with thanks. Source Author died more than 70 years ago.

No smoke, no sounds of the Thames in flood, no hammering on the stairs of foreign invaders. But it didn't stop. I rushed half-deafened to the front door. A voice called up the stairs, ‘That you, Paul?’

It was my elderly neighbour from a flat below. ‘I need help. Now.’

Dramas at challenging moments

The mind raced through some medical training from National Service days.

I’d rescued him seriously in trouble before. He’d collapsed in the hallway, just as I was rushing to catch a flight at Heathrow. His dramas often happen at challenging moments.

Somehow I got him an ambulance and reached Heathrow just in time.

This present dilemma was spelt out part-way down the stairs. ‘Light’s gone out in the lounge. It’s the bulb, prob'ly.’

Five in the morning, already daylight, and the man needed a light in his lounge!

I was tempted to respond with some suitable thoughts.

Engines of influence

However, another notable sentence from the great Whately surfaced instead.

‘Manners are one of the greatest engines of influence ever given to man.’ I retreated back upstairs, found a suitable bulb, then rushed downstairs to replace the defunct one in a room the temperature of a furnace, with the TV blasting out so raucously I nearly missed his, ‘That’s better.’

He shouted over the deafening announcer, ‘Don’t like to sit in a room without a light.’

‘Do you know of Mr Whately?’ I asked.

‘Rode what’s-it in the 3.40 yesterday?’

‘He offered wise sayings. One is, Lose an hour in the morning, and you will spend all day looking for it.

‘The light’ll help me find it.’

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