Somedays things go to plan, and some days they really don’t… After the Fastnet race, I’ve been completely broken, dispirited, lost, and on a downward spiral; letting my depression and my feelings over loosing Bertie get me off track, as well as fighting my distinct lack of confidence and letting my doubts get the better... Continue Reading →

Last Saturday, I had the honour of being the after dinner speaker at my old sailing cub in Brightlingsea for their annual Laying Up Supper.  It was actually really nice, as I haven’t been back to the  Club in years.  Whilst I’ve had mixed feelings about my time at the club, often feeling that people... Continue Reading →