Writing time

Another day, another change of plan. Strong southerly winds would have been tough on us as we beat into them going South West to Rodvig, and reluctantly we decided to err on the safe side as Nic is still not 100% in terms of strength. The trip is off until tomorrow when the winds are kinder.

Today became a writing day. Nic is submitting some flash fiction for a Greenwich University project. Lesley worked on her own poetry, fired by the fact she's signed up for a course with Jacqueline Saphra (the TS Eliot prize shortlistee)

So a very quiet day on the boat/library. A few other jobs were done. All with the constant purr of traffic on the massive Oresund bridge in the background, the 'Bridge' which links Denmark and Sweden and which starred in the TV series we loved.

The sound won't stop us sleeping. But ducks might. Last night Lesley was suddenly awoken by a loud 'quack quack'. The bird must have been nibbling weed at the edge of the boat and shouted its ducky head off with only half an inch of GRP between it and the sleeping ear. 

But it's the sort of noise pollution you can live with.
 

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