Bored Bored Bored

Things have got so bad here in Weymouth that I've turned to updating the blog.

3-days have been canned now, gusts of 40knts on the harbour wall today. There is a wind window tomorrow and the prospect of 4 races is actually very apealling. Then wednesday is back to usual, drinking tea in the academy, avoiding the bad weather.

I feel sorry for the aussies who have travelled from the other side of the planet for this. Welcome to England.

Whicher has just cooked dinner like only he can, Mike's playing a song called "your mum's your dad" and Emma is tired from dancing to the song "soup on your head"

Things are looking up...