Just imagine trying to crew solo one of these catamarns which we saw in St Malo, Brittany. The four-yearly 'Route de Rhum' from Brittany to Guadaloupe was in evidence when we arrived there recently. On the following Sunday, we went up to Cap Frehel to see the intrepids come around the headland with their sails in full flow. Unfortunately, a sudden and impenetrable sea mist descended just about 30 seconds before they would have come into view. At least our little party (Alan, Dinah and me), hadn't taken the coach up to the lighthouse viewing point as this was constantly under seige from the inclement weather. We did, at least, get a lovely sunny walk along the seaside.
We've also had a meeting of the Evering Road East Action Group and are mustering for a series of serious battles with Hackney Council, neglectful in their duties and responsibilities with regard to Planning & Development. Also had a great evening a Celia and Neil's catching up with other neighbours and enjoying sausages and fireworks. The pictures show Neil, and Bob's 'new' wife Cathy from 229.
Am getting pretty organised on the domestic front - petplanet has come to the rescue in the form of bulk online cat food and Alan's teeth are progressing nicely, if but a little painfully. I am, perhaps, to be an official blogger for www.blacktomato.co.uk following a recent meeting with one of their directors. Alan is discussing and researching the Beijing Olympics in 2008.
Getting ready for a quick flit up north to catch up with Archie, and then say 'au revoir' to Liz & Barry who live on the edge of Ilkley Moor. Arch is re-claiming his leather jacket which Alan's been using and we're taking most of the last personal remnants he requires up to him (and up five flights of stairs...)
Ally tells Alan that his girlfriend Becky is considering the police as a career option. Funnily enough, my brother Maurice once nearly married a policewoman but she called it off about a week before.
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