Fog

Memsahib is taking advantage of the rather glorious Fannit weather and has gone walkabouts by the Harbour. The last time she did that she brought back £50.50 and said something about generous sailors. To this day I’m not sure what she meant by that. Prudence tells me not to ask. Over in Ramsgate meanwhile, fog is the order of the day. Nasty stuff. Not the sailor’s friend and no mistake. Goodness no. There’ll be tears before bedtime if folks aren’t careful. A fateful combination; poor visibility and a busy yacht harbour. Ooops. So far no major drama but it won’t be long. Several have tried to beach themselves on the sand bank in the middle of the haven but last minute screams of warning from the port controllers have saved the day. Don’t these WAFFI’s ever look at a chart? Seems not.

A colleague has just come in from a field trip in to the depths of rural Kent (field trip/country pub visit=same thing?) and reports that it’s over 30 degrees. Blimey, that’ll have them flopping out in droves. God help the ambulance service. God help taste come to think of it. There’ll be acres of white wobbly flesh on show no doubt and that’s a sin against all things easy on the eye and, to boot, can put a chap off his dinner. It can in the allatsea household anyway.

We now have 4 of our six chucks in full on broody mode at the moment. No doubt it’ll be all 6 in the near future. Daft things. It plays havoc with the egg production. We’re down to around 1 a day most days and two on some. Tch tch.

About allatsea

Sixty year old master-mariner. Absolutely gorgeous. Well wedged.....when compared to a Nairobi street urchin. Sorted, in that I haven't been in court recently. Hopelessly optimistic, terminally disappointed. Good with cats and other fluffy things. No musical talent. Generous to a fault provided it's someone else's round. Political centreist with far right and left viewpoints. A green activist from the hydrocarbon position with nuclear leanings. Averse to avarice but always happy to receive lottery wins, gifts, windfalls, legacies, prizes and wet sloppy kisses.
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