Thanx so much Phil, Nick, Dean for coming, sailing and treating us. We had an awesome time, Santorini being literally the ‘best at last’… Lucky you flying back to the Australian summer as a fresh winter approaches in the med.
for this poem….
An Ode to the Berlin Express
To those who have sailed the seven seas,
With help of gusts and gales and breeze,
No sight is as dear as a sunset with friends,
And so dear those friends will be ’till the end.
A red boat she is, almost 12 metres long,
A sight so beautiful, should be remembered in song.
Or at least a poem, a rhyme or a rap,
And hopefully in stanza which won’t be too crap!
I spent almost two weeks, feeling her keel,
Hoisting and steering, on course, with such zeal.
With Chloe, her smile, sarky wit and good nature,
Complemented by Stef, her hero and saviour.
Sea air, blue skies,
Rough waves, panda eyes,
All combine in my memory which over time will be hazy,
But thanks to the magic of Canon, I don’t mind being lazy,
For I can look back in time, with no need for distress,
On my wonderful time on the Berlin Express.
