It's very interesting living near boats again.The sounds that we're hearing now - water lapping, wind screaming through the shrouds - and the smells of sea water with a touch of diesel are bringing back very fond memories. We loved it.

This is exactly like our 2nd boat - sort of.

The terrible Goddess and I lived on boats for more than two years. We lived in Brighton marina for six months over winter and on occasion woke and found the boat and pontoons covered in snow. Sometimes the wind was so strong that we could hardly stand upright on the boat, or on the walk to the shops. In Bastia on the island of Corsica, I spent two days in a marina with the boat leaning at an angle of 45 degrees with the stanchions under the waterline. I've skippered over the Bay of Biscay four times, once in gales. On this occasion the TG produced meals in the most difficult of conditions.


Being out at sea, with no sight of land for over a week in unpredictable weather conditions, no longer appeals but the idea of living on a boat again is very tempting.

We could only afford this luxury in the past by selling up and trying to recoup the money it cost on our return. Now, unless we win the lottery, which is extremely unlikely as we don't buy tickets, I fear that it's all a thing of the past. It would be so nice to have a slightly smaller yacht, either sitting outside the apartment in England, or even better, outside the apartment in Portugal, that we could use for day, or week, or fortnight sails.
The gentle, or even violent movement of a boat is guaranteed to provide a good nights sleep for the TG and the whole experience of living in a small and well designed space is extremely satisfactory. (Not too small, Peabrain; 42' minimum and definitely in the Med, where the water's a clear blue and the weather's warm and sunny. Lo TG Ed.)

We are both glad that we have done it but.......... there is still a hankering.