A Tale of Weymouth revisited

Here again. It feels very much like our third home at moment. Home obviously being 1st, Leigh & Lowton Sailing Club at Pennington Flash being a high 2nd. Premier Inns are blurring into the same room as are Premier breakfasts… And we’re only in February. Time to jump ship now if we should have commitment issues I would’ve thought.  

Soldier on.

First laser Worlds/European Qualifiers of the year. First of the 3 Spring events.

Rigged & ready. Small but heated discussion regarding suitable layering, it’s still February despite the mild weather. But what do I know…

Off they go.

This is our 2nd visit to Weymouth so far this year & the weather has been really very good! Brilliant blue skies, warm winds, well not so much wind actually what with all boats being towed back after racing finishes at the setting of the sun. Quite dramatic to watch & most definitely not the time to forget how to be towed. Bets with other parents who’s youf would be last off the water. I’m not being smug or anything. 

Credit: Ben Nichols

Good days sailing, huge numbers of Black flags though crossing the line early, only 2 races done.  New kit holding up well, not so much smelly kit to dry in the Dri Buddi which was nice. Now a Dri Buddi is a sailors best friend according to some.  It’s the difference between cold wet miserable layers & wet suite to wear the next day or the delights of putting on dry, warm kit (if you’ve timed it right), which is quite the attractive thing I’m sure. Others would say not, could shorten the life the kit. Having invested in one, think we’ll stick with it, if nothing else, it’s great for heating the garage.

Day two

Feeling distinctly disinclined to have another Premier Breakfast, still feeling full from the Pizza the night before (health kick starts Monday). As far as hotel breakfasts are concerned they’re not bad really. Plenty of things on offer & on the whole consistent, although the best bacon was at the one in South Shields. Iplenty of pancakes & chocolate spread which apparently makes the world go round. I don’t think we’ve come near to eating a pennies worth yet though even with childer who eat for free,  next visit we’ll be seeing if filling a food thermos with beans to take on the water is fair game or not. I’ll keep you posted! 

All packed,  early dart, ready for 3 more races.

It’s fairly boring 


Tales of Begin again…


img_3255Here we are then, 2017 has arrived, it’s cold, the wind has blown away, & there’s no snow yet but the next 48 hours could be critical. So far this year I’ve up racked 5 days on Sailing Mum duty,  & that’s just the start. I’ve earned at least a million brownie points already I’m sure. I really do need to find out the exchange rate, I’ve got my eye on some lovely new dr martens. 

The planning & plotting for the year ahead has begun & I admit I’m finding it quite daunting & kind of consuming. There’s talk of passports… I’ve also got to March & I’m still looking for a free weekend! What are we doing!!!!?!!!!

Well in layman’s terms, what we’re doing is providing a logistics & catering division to the sailor in the family. Aswell as the usual counselling service, arbitration, editor of travelling notes, laundry manager (damp smelly kit, I might’ve mentione that before)), locator of lost stuff (including but exclusively hot socks, towels, boots, cars, ipods, food, coats, gloves, people, marbles & hotels)…  snack manager (including controller & distributor of winegums), negotiator, networker, information gather, part time rigger, even more part time de rigger & Much more I’m sure…

Needs must.

This week, I’ve been doing some of the  logistics management, ie nominated driver. It’s not a task I usually do but as always needs must. Thankfully no towing was involved which really is just as well when there was a sudden smell of burnt treacle which was quite alarming, I’m sure it’s nothing… Something about coolant. Made it home safe, yeah it’s probably nothing…

As for the driving…

Is it just me who finds driving at best a chore, at worst a nightmare? Is it just me finds the roads a greasing quagmire of impatience & intolerance, not to mention total & utter stupidity?? Just to clarify this is not me, I am of course an exemplary driver but I’d say at least 60% of other drivers? Oh ok, I’ve no real idea exactly how many but it’s ALOT!!!

I have a number of favourite idiots road users. There’s the ‘Blinders’ – travel round at tonight with their main beam on with regardless of where they are. Behind you (I think the most annoying), on the other side of a central reservation (I can still see you, you monstrous buffoon!), the ones who have politely turned them off when you’ve come into view but whack them back in just as they go past…. Idiots… All idiots….

Then there are the Tail-Gaters. Needs no real explanation do they? We’ve all seen them, driving so close they could apply make up the rear view mirror in the car in front.  I just don’t understand why they do it, maybe it’s a love thing, an attraction to the driver infront, they simply must be as close as possible. Maybe they have separation anxiety, who knows, either way they really learn that size is everything – leave some room for goodness sake!!!!

My current absolute favourites are ‘Roundabout Jackers’. There are two types, both are to found causing mayhem on double lane roundabouts, oblivious of they’re lack of judgement & stupidity. actually now I think about there are more…. What is with roundabouts!!!! 


Time has passed, more days racked up, more trips ups the M6, snow has fallen – falling, it’s chuffing freezing, and I’m sat inside the club house with a hot cup of tea. All thoughts of imbisillic drivers have been purged from my thoughts, self preservation & all that. And if I don’t finish this sometimes soon it will never get finished.

Currently in awe all the none ‘fair weather sailors’ freezing their various bits off, out in sub zero temperatures & slow wind conditions,  they all deserve medals. Obviously when the childer returns, full of cold limbs & extremties & harsh words, I will expect a medal for keeping oneself calm & composed despite the torrent & barage heading my way. In the meantime, I shall enjoy my cuppa for one more race, watching the boats drift by, checking the detailed plan for our next big adventure, & how many layers I can get away with before I look like a flump. The joys of a Sailors Mum….