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- End of Sep and early
October. in Decize.
- 10 days or so spent wandering around,
gossiping, enjoying warmish - but all too often - wet weather, and
preparing Albert for his/her 6 month's abandonment.
- If they leave her him/her on the present
mooring, I could not be more satisfied. Moored alongside, dide
to jetty, on a
pontoon.
- Dreaded stiffness lurgy still slowing me down
badly, to the extent that I was doubtful of my ability to get to
Lymington by train with my rucksack, so was compelled to send SOS to
daughters in Poole and Southsea.
- They made like US Cavalry (a week later) with minimum sympathy
for aged and sore Papa and maximum attention to ensuring there was
sufficient room in car for booze.
- A hilarious trip, using one of the new
fangled satellite GPS navigating systems. Kept saying we were
in the middle of unspecified fields, when we could see both the road we
were on, and the traffic that was sharing it.
- However, it did get us to an enormous booze
super market (Bethune - cannot remember??), where I was forced to admit
the space made available by the abandonment of most of my kit on the boat
till next spring was possibly justified.
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- That's it for where we went (Albert and I)
and some of the things that happened to us in season 2006.
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- This was "trial" season for me to see if I
liked - and indeed could manage - single handed boating. No major adventures were
undertaken,
and I deliberately stayed in the well populated touristy waterways, just in case, but
there is no question -
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- I did like it - very much!
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- Plans
- Be back in the spring - hopefully - for another seasons boating.
- Meantime, 6 weeks in Lymington,
- Then to Thailand to son and daughter-in -law Nov/Dec for a couple of weeks -
- To Western Australia - Fremantle - to daughter and Son-in-Law Dec,
(Christmas) Jan and Feb,
- Then back to Thailand -with daughter - to Son and Daughter-in-law again for another
2 weeks.
- Lymington in March
- Soon as the weather is thoroughly spring like - March/April - back to Albert.
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- The lurgy.
- Really very silly - I never went to a doctor because, like so many of us, I
did not feel there was anything wrong with me except laziness and old
age. Also the first dr I considered visiting was actually
on congé.
- The lesson is, don't be stupid -
don't spoil part of the season feeling off colour - it is short enough,
anyway. Go to a doctor, that is what they are there for. Now
we have the plastic European card it is free, anyway. Having said
that, however, my experience of doctors waiting rooms - where-ever they are - is
that you'll pick up more lurgies than you went in with.
- Eventually visited my own GP in
Lymington, - "take the tablets" - and within 2 or 3 days clearly
on the mend, and within no time at all was joy, and I was almost doing
handstands on my Brompton.
- It was some sort of rheumatic
thing with a very long name that is well documented on the internet.
- It's almost completely gone now,
anyway!
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undertaken,
and I deliberately stayed in the well populated touristy waterways, just in case, but
there is no question -