Not mine! The guys. I haven't completely lost it. King and Ed lined up this morning for haircuts and beard trimmings. What trusting souls. The good news is there are only 2 small mirrors on Ostinato and they aint too great. I sat out the stool on the sugar scoops, they wrapped themselves in the plastic cape and I buzzed away. Honestly, the two were a bit fussy. You would of thought they were going back to the RBYC for dinner the way they kept checking themselves in the head mirror and coming back asking for "just a bit more here".
In addition to haircuts, and in honor of Ivor's eminent arrival, we decided to use the clothes washer on board for the first time and take advantage of the sunshine. We seem to have reoccurring incidents of ocean slipping in through open port holes and depositing itself across crew bedding. Everyone starts out with 2 sets of clean linen. After that, your on your own. And yes....here is the place I am required to say "King what a great idea it was to put a washer on board!"
Claire and Bill departed this afternoon but not until the three of us hiked completely around St George. What were we thinking. We can officially say we have seen it all including the dairy and goat farms (beach front of course - those are some contented cows) 2 forts and several secluded beaches. Bill finally commandeered a bus and the driver took pity on us accepting the last 2 bus tickets for the 3 of us. Thanks guys! We really enjoyed your visit. See you in Ireland!
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