I had a stomach bug thingy the last week and was knocked around with that, so much so my 10 tons of soil heap still exists and I was off my blogging, anyway I'm back to my usual dirt spreading form again. That's if the midge's will give me a break they have been bad recently.
Went out fishing with Ron yesterday and he invited us to his 50th wedding anniversary at the Galway bay hotel on Saturday night so that will be an adventure for me getting out of Connemara woohoo. Our trip to the Greek islands is off due to financials and how hard it is to fly to Lefkas from Ireland maybe next year we could have another look at it. Instead I might stay in Connemara lol.
Have two new websites in the offing but the prospective customers are both Irish so I can expect them to come up with the content sometime this century I suspect. I realise they are both busy running their businesses but I'm not a magician and if they want to list high in search results then they need to have a content rich website. I think as far as my wee contribution to our living expenses we would have been better emigrating back to Scotland rather than here, anyway what is done is done.
Its drizzly and breezy today the summer wasn't too bad this year we had at least a month of really nice weather and sometimes September can be nice, fingers crossed for that. I think Alan is coming across for his birthday on the 23rd which will be good, hope the weather is ok so we can get out on the boat a bit more than last time. There is so much nice coastline around here but getting the weather and time to explore it is hard, having the dogs is a real tie and I only got to spend one night away on the boat all summer although I have been out on her a lot for a few hours at a time it hasn't really been exploration more retracing my steps.
The berries are out on the Rowan trees now and the grass is growing slightly slower all summer it has needed mown every 7 days, I got the lawns mowed on Wednesday and hope they last for 2 weeks this time before they needs doing again. Its my wee brothers birthday today he will be 48 I think this year and still has a good head of hair, obviously Real Estate work is less strenuous on the hair follicles than ship mastering. I miss the big boats but take pride in being the best yacht moorer in the history of man lol. I was coming back from fishing last Sunday and the owner of a visiting yacht asked if I needed a hand mooring as I was on my own but I thanked him and told him I was fine as I was in and out of the berth all the time sometimes its just easier to do something yourself rather than direct folks that might not know what the plan is.
Gail had me worried on her blog when she was talking about entering Cairns the other day "Going into a port for the first time in the half light of dusk takes concentration. Can I just say right now, "God Bless the Furuno Chart Plotter!". What an amazing piece of equipment it is. I can't imagine (well, I can and let's just say I wouldn't want to) trying to do this without it. I was steering the boat at full speed - 8 knots and a bit - hurtling into the unknown with the plotter as my guide while the Captain was busy on deck getting the fenders and lines ready for the marina." Gail please Don't make a practise of hurtling into a place you don't know in the dark relying only on the chart plotter or if you are please don't tell me. I saw a trawler skipper one evening take out the bow of his boat, half the wharf and the stern of another trawler because he just knew his boat would stop from full ahead in a matter of a few meters when he went full astern, only she didn't got full astern, she stalled, same with the yacht if the chart plotter fails you are plowing headlong into what? Oooops I'm preaching, blinkin heck I'm getting like my Dad Oooops sorry Dad.
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