Monday, 5 December 2011

Like a fish out of water, a flying widebeam

After four years of fun and laughter:
 
Bye Bye mooring…
 
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Wagon waiting before we got over to the hard standing – oops…
 
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Then the darn crane arrives before we were ready and sorted…
 
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Putting the jig-saw crane bits together – the balancing beams arrived on a separate wagon…!
 
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Bloody hell, get it straight – at this point we were all shouting and screaming STOP STOP STOP…!

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Front strap further forward please…
 
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That’s better…
 
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Right, go for it…
 
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Tatty Bye till tomorrow…
 
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I’d just like to thank all our friends and even family who turned up to watch in a bitter cold wind, with rain and sleet thrown in. It was a tearful goodbye as we set off for the hotel.
 
Meanwhile TT was setting off on her own journey for an overnight stay somewhere. [Apparently they can’t drive a lorry in the dark with a boat plonked on it, which makes sense]
 
But amidst the chaos we didn’t ask where was this unknown destination was, and the driver forgot to tell us. Hmm…

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