' We daren't get a bad name in Portsmouth as Mrs Jackeen's favorite shopping place is at Gunwharf'
I don't get out much.
Now and again Jackeen gives me some housekeeping money and I buy a little something; which reminds me , next job really is a drysuit
Confession ; QHM has chased and run me down one of our first evenings out for having 'pathetic nav lights SIR!!!'
When I squeaked back in fear that the boat was new & we just had emergencies (they really are bad actually) as we were going from Port Solent to Haslar at dusk, he waved us on with advice...
Zebedee is now perfectly visible from all angles