I sympathise, but really, it is the Solent, on the first sunny weekend of the year and you're in Alum Bay. Its like sitting down for a picnic in trafalgar square and getting annoyed at the tourists.
I was anchored at the back of Hurst Spit, and had to contend with 2 blue rinses in a rib blasting in between everyone (I kid you not) and a cock in a Westerly circling his pals and bellowing at them the list of drinks he'd had in the Lymington Yacht Club.
Edited by damon (15/05/2008 20:46)
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