Home is the sailor, home from the, er, sky
Home - at last! - home sweet home, where the houseplants have somehow survived a lounge drought, the bills, election promises, and a hundred broadband and TV offers, resemble the Himalayas under the letter flap. Back in time, importantly, to put jetlag on hold while I cycled to the polling booth to offer a desperate vote for relative sanity.
Liferaft drama: Done and dusted
New book done (but for a final read-through), done and dusted, and now rushing to airport for the flight home this evening.
And now the story of an actual smuggler
Which outdoor work needs the calmest nerves? Until a few hours ago, I might have put singlehanded sailing rather close to the top. However, a lot of the cool needed for solo sailing comes from training and experience.
Thinking of getting away from it all?
The blog site for Sailing to Purgatory takes on a different role for this little story. We move into Real Estate. Really real estate? Well, not really, but more to pass on some good news if you are thinking of getting away from it all.
The shipwreck of a superyacht
On the theme of shipwrecks, and coincidence, the story I'm working on now is about the loss of a magnificent yacht in which luck and coincidence played major parts.