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day ninety-five

3rd September 2010

quarter-to six pm.

 

Last day. Drifted into consciousness with a song I didn’t want in my head. Watched the light from the water ripple on the awning.

 

Got better. Sailed out in Buff Tip with Erica, Lesley and Beth, and took the tiller all the way down the Ant to Ludham Bridge. Ate lunch and (finally!) bought postcards. Tacking down the Bure in the afternoon light, tipped the boat to the wind and felt amazing. Felt like I could sail.

 

Had an hour to kill before going to Hunter’s. Took the jib, but none of us were concentrating much anymore. Had a hilarious time screaming “Coots forever!” and holding up our sign at passing cruisers. Got stuck upsidedown under the tiller trying to find Aspen and laughed until my sides hurt. Sang “Summer Loving” loudly and made up the Ballad of Coots Unleashed 2010. Discussed making an Ultimate Coots Handbook, and all the things we could include.

 

Moored up for the last time. Unpacked the boats and walked up to the local pub for the best meal ever. Sat in the garden – at an actual table – and drank Malibu and coke and ate oven-cooked lasagne. Reminisced over the week. Wrote postcards, and said goodbye one by one.

 

Mum came and we drove home, late because of an accident. Saw my sister. Saw my new curtains, bought by Mum from Ikea while I was away. Saw two hundred and eight emails in my inbox. Slept like a log in my own bed.

 

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Taken on September 14, 2010