Tuesday, 18 February 2014

High Tide 00:10 (2.60m)
Low Tide 06:22 (0.50m)
High Tide 12:36 (2.30m)
Low Tide 18:18 (0.70m)
Sea temperature: not taken
Sea conditions: not bad - shallow but with a swimmable trough
Weather: Grey but with very interesting dark blue clouds out to sea
Untreated iPhone pic
Joined by: The Usual Suspects
Topics of conversation: I know we discussed goat meat, infections from hospitals, DK's trip to London and his having to check whether David Walliams was really taller than him, the various am. dram. performances in the village during the theatre season, Ikea and flat pack furniture (DK and legs had been on their way home, meatballs (natch), and the meaning of the word 'nesh' (DK was more right than my family, Mother has misappropriated it to mean 'starting to feel unwell' but DK said it's being a wuss. Urban Dictionary states: nesh - Being either afraid of the cold or feeling the cold a lot. Used across the Midlands of England and the north "You nesh git, you don't need a coat."
But actually the only thing from this morning's conversation that really stuck with me was The Pirate saying he was learning to play 'Aunt Misbehavin' on the harp. As if that wasn't enough to get my head around the 3 boys then began their own renditions of Fats Waller's classic, well at least I think that's what they were doing. Here's the real thing:

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