Just to show that it`s not all work, work, work out here, see below a few shots of us watching the footy.
....plus a few of the beach at l`isle Tintamare
.....however, I`m pretty gutted that I missed this one though due to stubbing my toe on my toolbox so severely I couldn`t walk the next day. It is of course St Martin`s number one cultural event of the year: The Caribbean Ram Contest of Columbier.
Christina arrived on her birthday in the Azores after a brief rendez-vous with a Viking dragon boat mid-Atlantic, but I`ll leave her to tell that story another day. She left the Azores last weekend heading towards Tenby in South Wales as the destination for the delivery.
Oceana is currently sitting on the hard to sit out the hurricane season and also for some well needed repairs and TLC. Ubatuba is more than happy to run around the boatyard befriending all the other doggies and howling at the security guards doing their rounds.
As for Andy - the poor husband left behind to look after the home and dog whilst his wife traverses oceans just for kicks - well, he is coping with a brave face. One with a healthy tan, smelling of coconut milk suntan lotion, supporting a pair of sunglasses to reduce the glare from the turquoise Caribbean Sea and moving slowly to take the next sip of rum punch. How does that old saying go? Lifes a beach, and then you go to the next beach. Or something like that?
