Anorak

It was just a matter of time.....

The anorak had been left here after Moth Fest..... and with a few spots of rain and a scene reminiscient from "the mask" I foolishly slipped it on.

The rest is history...I craved the scent of epoxy...the fibres of carbon were whispering to me from the CTM repair box that Manfred had kindly donated to Moth Fest and within minutes a mould to hold my Speedpuck was underway!

It is now sunny..I managed to get the anorak off and all is well...it won't happen again! Apparently I was lucky....others had actually got the stage of putting on a bobble hat and pulling their trousers down till the crotch hits the knees and exposes the logo of their undoubtedly fashionable yet over priced undergarments.

Slightly worried about going to the TP52's in Cartagena on Friday though as I have never de-rigged the Mach 2...I am sure I even managed to get the boat rigged by some poor bugger in the first place so I am going to be a bit in the dark with all this.....the taking the sail off every time you want to go out really seems a bit of a drag....is this what the poor people have to do??? Damned uncivilised.