Saturday morning, the weathers rubbish, the wind is blowing at 70+ knots and "stair rods are drumming on the galley roof ". Not much life around the marina today except for a stretcher and several police men attending a boat (who knows? looks like a death). Later on I had a walk across to a friends boat and ended Joining him and his family in a Middle eastern equavalent of bubble and squeak (no sheeps eyes though) eventuially I went back to my boat and climbed into bed at about 11.30. The Wind was increasing and boat a couple down from me had as usual, (inconsiderate Owners) developed noisy halliads. I quickly checked out the selection of kitchen knives displayed in the galley in case I couldn`t sleep (not much chance of that) and turned in.
I was awakened by stronger winds, driving rain, the noise of the halliads was now unbearable but it was light and so I declined my imediate instinct to nip aboard and cut them six feet up the mast (nasty b*stard) I lay for five minutes contemplating whether or not to make some tea, and checked my watch! Pow!!!!!! it was 09.51 and now Sunday morning, I had slept through all that noise of squeeking fenders, "halliad tap" and wind and rain so a quick shower was in order and a trip to the Cafe for breakfast.
Another of my friends from a sail boat was there too and looking very bleary eyed, told me that he had been awake all night and that he had registered winds of over 100 Mph ? He fell asleep while I was eating my breakfast and I shook him to tell him that I was off back to the boat It is still chucking it down and blowing at some 70 kts. Yawn think I might have a sleep this afternoon :o)) (yea right!)