I was rubbing my hands at Kat’s Twittering Tales challenge this week. A well-appointed (translation – ramshackle property on wind blasted cliff top) hotel set against brooding skies stirs the imagination strongly.
‘Blue Mistress’ still lives. A long winter onshore, a delay of a month while the weather settled and back on the mooring at the end of April – complete with new engine, bigger and, hopefully, more reliable than the previous one. 767 more words