Not waving, but drowning, was my somewhat flippant post title, to refer to the fact my blog lies untended and unloved as I am slowly being swamped in a sea of post holiday catch-up and crashing waves of exiting builders mess and debris. But having read the poem from whence the expression came. I retract being so flippant. Instead I’ll throw this post a life-buoy, and fire a flare to guide you to my next post about the open day at Salcombe Lifeboat Station.
My domestic storm doesn’t warrant a pan-pan, let alone a May Day call, I just need to row harder and bail faster. Simple
Oniros, a Watson class lifeboat built in 1938; in Salcombe harbour for the open day.