Tuesday, April 05, 2011

I lost my shirt

I hung my shirt out on Quest's lifeline to dry, and when I came up from lunch it was gone! My shorts and undies were hanging there, still damp from the rough passage up from Port Jackson, but my bright blue shirt, unpegged and wanton in the gusty breeze, was somewhere in the deep water of Coaster's Retreat.

That week - last week - I also crashed my car, into a car; got very sick; continued packing my flat up; and spent even more money on my three-month trip to Italy.