Go on Lewis

This one to put me in the mood which I found browsing through some shots of Cornwall. I think this was from Flushing looking towards Falmouth. He has the sunkissed windblown look, and Miranda on hand to put a smile on even the sourest of faces...

Wearing Prada

Proudly wearing her 1st Place badge from Sports Day I managed to get this one taken with her friend before she ran away.

'orrid child...

Looking much like a dog about to savage a small child Miranda is no doubt an imaginative child. Quite why Greg puts up with this form of abuse I shall never know. Whatever I managed to pap this odd moment and I shall share it with you!

Down Rover!

Safe Pair of Hands?

Lewi in charge of the Safety boat at LTSC along with a few marks to race around...!

Friday Fireworks

Went down to the sailing club to watch the fireworks and Red Arrows display, decent of those chaps at Cowes to do all this just for us..!

We also had a nice view of a few shooting stars in the run up to the Perseid Shower set for this week - Greg watch out for Monday night

Jam Tarts

About 4pm there was a slight knock on my workroom door and in came Popsie with some Jam Tarts and Mummy behind with a cup of Tea....

Now I didn't take a photo but it's funny that there is a connection with last night's post, so I am going to post instead a Youtube clip of Stan Kelly-Bootle (who wrote the lovely folk song "Liverpool Lullaby") singing it.

Raggamuffin

Enough sailing pics for a week at least, the challenge is to find another dimension...

Popsie processed in a Lithtastic sort of way; she's more moody than a rattlesnake!

Tonight we have been reading Michael Morpurgo and Greg joined us for the fun.

I am listening to John Cooper Clark via the John Peel Collection - currently Reader's Wives on the Space

....and a bit earlier it was The Ruts S.U.S. an absolute belter.

Although now I come to look at the picture I am reminded of the words of the Ian Campbell Folk Group singing Liverpool Lullaby

"Oh you are a mucky kid,
Dirty as a dustbin lid.
When he hears the things you did,
You'll gerra belt from your Dad.
Oh you have your father's nose,
So crimson in the dark it glows,
If you're not asleep when the boozers close,
You'll gerra belt from your Dad.

You look so scruffy lying dur
Strawberry-jam tats in yer 'air,
Though in the world you haven't a care
And I have got so many.
It's quite a struggle every day
Living on your father's pay,
The bugger drinks it all away
And leaves me without any.

Although we have no silver spoon,
Better days are coming soon
Now Nelly's working at the Lune
And she gets paid on Friday.
Perhaps one day we'll have a splash,
When Littlewoods provide the cash,
We'll get a house in Knotty Ash
And buy your Dad a brewery.

Oh you are a mucky kid,
Dirty as a dustbin lid.
When he hears the things you did
You'll gerra belt from your Dad.
Oh you have your father's face,
You're growing up a real hard case,
But there's no one can take your place,
.... Go fast asleep for yer Mammy"

Hayling Island

Since getting our boat we have been scheming taking it to some different locations, possibly doing some racing elsewhere. And today we managed to get ourselves down to Hayling Island club for the first time.

Miranda, Gregory and I all had a go out with Lewis and the remainder filled the kayak as we explored the area. They have huge sandy beaches to launch from and a mixture of sea and inland water options around them.

Quite a work up achieving this, made me realise how lucky we are at Cahot; no traffic and everything to hand means we are normally home within 15 mins of finishing up. However maybe we'll do some open events now we have the trailor and mobility sorted

Interesting read of the day for me - Robert Capa - The great war photographer was not one person but two

Cowes Week at Calshot

Lewis and Greg racing today in fairly strong winds against the backdrop of some great sailing. Being the second day of Cowes there were zillions of boats on the water and all the single class races seemed to come past close to our shore line. RS Elites, Flying Fifteens, Dragons, Squibs, J70 and 80's, SB20's, Solent Sunbeams, Swallows, Sonars, X Boats, Bembridge Redwings and various keelboat classes too..

The boys finished second in both their races against some good competition, well done guys!

Thought for the day - You have to live for the minute you're in

Emsworth

The boys were invited to join me and Ian on a short trip down to Emsworth, Greg's first time out on the Beneteau. It was a gentle sail down in the sunshine in fairly quiet conditions but we managed to sail all the way there even up the river to the mooring.

After a visit to the sailing club where there are lots of dinghy sailors, and even a few world class feva crews, and a few hours in Emsworth we were just about to return in the dinghy when a few arcs of lightning lit up the sky. This was followed by the most ferocious storm I think I have witnessed, thunder, lightening, rain in every direction and hailstones with deluges of flood water...

Then after about half an hour we plucked up courage to find our way back to the mooring which all looked very different at high water and in almost complete darkness.

Greg said his highlight was jumping off the back of the boat, so here's a reminder for him.

Wine Not

Another one of Greg's portraits of me taken in the garden...