I felt human again this morning and was ready not only for a coffee but also for some solid food, and I spoke with Les from Golightly on the VHF and we arranged that he and Jeremie would come over for some bacon and eggs and baguettes for a late breakfast. I went ashore to get a baguette and stopped by Penelope to ask how they’d weathered their anchor watch of the night before and then motored past the Swiss boat to inform them of what had happened then night before. They didn’t seem particularly perturbed about dragging and almost hitting their downwind neighbour I was dismissed with a short thanks.
Later on after Les and Jeremie had come aboard for coffee and brekkie there was a knock on the boat and the engineer from Penelope was there on the tender, holding a shiny bottle of Veuve Cliquot in his hand that he said was a thanks from the skipper for services rendered the night before; I at first tried to refuse it but the condensation on the bottle made it hard to resist and I very quickly gave up and accepted it – even though I felt that the Swiss boat should have given something to them, rather than personally being the recipient of a fine bottle of Champagne. But accept it I did! That certainly showed a lot of style (and some keen insight into my drinking preferences).
While the breakfast was tasty and felt good while being eaten, I think I wasn’t quite ready for the big meal so soon and suffered a bit for the rest of the day, but as rain showers continually passed overhead there was little shore-based activity that I was missing, so I lazed around the boat and rested up. At 18:00 I went aboard Golightly and we had some snacks to go along with the bottle of Champagne so generously provided earlier in the day (I couldn’t let it go to waste and was certain that it needed drinking earlier rather than later) and ended up chatting until late, when they finally kicked me off the boat after 22:00 and I let them start cooking dinner from their catch of the day.
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