ANOTHER LIFE GONE

Well Dizzy Sox fell in. It is only the third time he has fallen in and the last two were years ago when he was about 6 months old. The last two times I heard him squalling and jumped in to find him hanging on to the rudder. I did not hear him this time but as always there is some netting hanging over the transom and he made it back on board on his own.

He submitted to the compulsory fresh water shower with a minimum of struggle and noise and after toweling off he is a subdued and tired little cat. He seems to be breathing fine so I will let him recover his dignity.

Had it been last week he could have had a free checkup from the students at a open surgery that was run at the local cricket ground. But he has just come to see me and is looking rumpled but OK.

Had a couple of unusual visitors

a really big stink pot

A stately three-masted, gaff-rigged, square topsail schooner called Vela. She was built as a sail training ship but is now in charter in the Caribbean.


The locals look at the stern of something outboard powered and say one motor, fisherman, two motors tourist transport, three motors smuggler.

So what needs FOUR motors?

A pretty all around sunset.

Made my sundowner a little special.