The thought of pressing a button when the fhit hits the san and a big whirly bird comes to the rescue is quite a reassuring thought, but it’s something I wouldn’t want to do if I can really help it. I would like to think I would take Blondie Hasler’s advice and “drown like a gentleman” however I love my life and have a young family to look after, if there was a chance that I could be rescued after I had exhausted every possible option I had then I would take that opportunity. It may seem a unfair thing to do, to ask a group of strangers to risk their lives to save one but it’s part of our nature and a great part of being a caring human.

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The boat is about 100 miles away from where we live, to be honest it takes about the same amount of time in any direction to get to the sea, but the drive to Newport is a good one for me. It makes sense that I go down the night before to work on the boat, I get the evening without distractions and I have as much of the next day to finish off what I’ve started, so I decided the end of November would be the first time sleeping on the boat.

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