Now I’m not normally one for sharing other people’s stories very often but this is a lovely story and I hope I can bring my Son’s up well enough for them to feel the same way about me when I’m past it…
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At the Chart table. The night before we left the harbor for a certain destination, Dad would pull out the appropriate chart to plot a course. He would ask me to do it. I’d get the parallels, determine the heading. Then he would always quiz me. “You’re not done yet, right?” I, of course, remembered to check the deviation table for adjustments. I was proud that I knew the routine, and it felt good. But what felt better was the fact that he was proud of me. Nothing then or since ever felt quite the same. Because Dad was my hero, I got that special feeling when we were together, doing what he loved, and what I grew to love. I have many joys in my life, but that feeling I got being with him is something I will never stop feeling. All I have to do is remember. The sad part is that we can’t talk about those things any more, because he has no memory of any of it. I am working hard with my efforts to encourage anyone who is able, to donate to the Alzheimer’s Association. Every little bit collectively makes a huge difference. The Association is working hard to help end this awful disease. I will be proudly walking to end Alzheimer’s in November.
I’ve been thinking for a while what my bucket list would be. Now I’m extremely lucky to have met and married someone who I truly love and want to spend the rest of my life with and I’m massively grateful we have been able to have our little boy Vincent together as well. Let it be known these two things are the, and will be the greatest things to happen to me so if I were to die tomorrow I would die a happy man! Excluding my family I haven’t really done much with my life, if we’re talking life experiences, travelling or even qualifications so I thought I would put it down in writing the things I would like to achieve before I become worm/fish food, some won’t be ticked off, some will but here we go!
I’ll keep the ones I think are most achievable/preferable at the top and work my way down (apart from the first one as that’s, The “Dream”)
Gosh it’s been another busy one, last time I mentioned I got a lot of jobs done on the boat but ran out of antifoul and bought the mooring lines home to splice a loop into them. I also mentioned the trusty little car was having a few suspension issues with a bit (not a lot) of weight in the rear. Well it turned out the rear axle bearing failed a few days later which left me with the no car, well it left me with two cars, both knackered, one with a shot engine and one with a shot chassis…
The thing I dislike more then have to put my thoughts into words is listening to my own voice however I’m sure the people around me are getting fed up with me droning on about sailing and boats. That’s the problem with being landlocked, people think I’m crackers for being into sailing, although a few of my friends understand my passion the others, quite possibly my wife and work colleagues are getting fed up of my enthusiasm with the sea.
I drive a crap car, I paid £250 for it 12 months ago and It’s already taken me 25,000, pretty much the circumference of this planet we call Earth. It’s not missed a beat and I would jump in it tomorrow and drive it anywhere.
Why do it?
I do enjoy Radio 4, I like listening to people talk probably more then I enjoy listening to music, not that I don’t like listening to a song or two now and then. I never really know who’s going to be on it, some people I’ve heard of, other I haven’t however, I haven’t found one yet that I’ve wanted to turn off. Everyone has a story and I feel we should all take the time to listen, and we should listen to the music they enjoy, even if it isn’t your thing. If I ever manage to do a transatlantic sail then I would love to download the archive and spend my time bobbing about in the doldrums learning and listening to the story of peoples lives.
Starting a blog is something I’ve considered for a while, I’m a wear your heart on your sleeve kind of guy. I have no problem sharing my thought with others and this way I don’t have to chew the ears of my wife and work colleagues. You’re here reading my words and you may decide to come back and read more or you may decide not, either way I share my thoughts and I can look back at them.Continue reading