Soon ZoltanFriday again and trying very hard not to biff the person who is antagonising me at work in the head, because it's Friday and also because I'm looking forward to the weekend.
Why I'm relishing the prospect of cleaning teak grab rails and scrubbing decks I have no idea, but the big boss from Fur's work has invited himself for a spot of sailing next week, so we are going to pretend to be organised.
I was thinking about leaving the hard work until we know what the weather will be doing.
I was thinking about leaving the hard work until we know what the weather will be doing.
The last time he came out with us, he insisted we cast off in a really 'orrid blow/pissing rain, which we agreed to, as we knew we'd deal with it, but didn't want to ruin our shampoos and sets or swallow any seawater that day.
Not being used to so much tipping and whizzing actually rather frightened him; which in turn made up for my annoyance in going out in the first place.
Anyhoo, he's not going to notice that the tiller's gone green if he's scared is he?
I also have a lesson with a different driving instructor on Saturday, who will hopefully be able to help me with the manouvre I so badly screwed up in my test. The other reason I have changed instructors, is that my previous instructor has a morbid fear of the 'other' test centre. I could only arrange a re-test at short notice at the 'other' test centre, something she immediately remarked upon in a less than positive manner.
I naturally dropped that hot potato, as the last thing I need after my first experience, is the feeling that I am not going to do it, whether I perform or not.
That's all I can be bothered to type for now, moff to buy a fruit salad cos I'm feeling pious.
Have a lovely weekend.
Fuff out
Anyhoo, he's not going to notice that the tiller's gone green if he's scared is he?
I also have a lesson with a different driving instructor on Saturday, who will hopefully be able to help me with the manouvre I so badly screwed up in my test. The other reason I have changed instructors, is that my previous instructor has a morbid fear of the 'other' test centre. I could only arrange a re-test at short notice at the 'other' test centre, something she immediately remarked upon in a less than positive manner.
I naturally dropped that hot potato, as the last thing I need after my first experience, is the feeling that I am not going to do it, whether I perform or not.
That's all I can be bothered to type for now, moff to buy a fruit salad cos I'm feeling pious.
Have a lovely weekend.
Fuff out
5 comments:
I dunno.
I've always found radio checks on 16 to get the fastest response. Over and out quickly.
Thanks.
You blooged! Yay!
No accounting for folks sometimes, eh? "Oh yes - let's do take it out in a wild wind. Oh wait - I'm sick as a dog - let's please turn back!" Just no figuring 'em sometimes!
Can't be much of an instructor if (a) she couldn't teach you properly how to do ... well, anything, and (b) is averse to a testing station! Kinda like a lawyer being averse to a particular courtroom, innit? Wot's dat all about, eh?
Have no friggin idea where I picked up the Canadian accent all of a sudden! (^_^)
So the boss wants to re-enact "The Perfect Storm," eh? How did enjoy hanging over the railing feeding the fish??
Someone bothering you at work? Spit in their coffee (or tea, in your case, pip, pip and all that) when they aren't looking.
Thought of you this evening. There is a woman who controls her sailboat from a wheel chair with her breath and she is planing on sailing around the British Isles. Very cool!!
'sup Sailer Moon???
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