Bit of busy last weekend, down smoke on the Saturday to see the wonderful new Rainbow Warrior III, didn't much care for driving towards the Isle of dogs, can't remember the last time i didn't or more like couldn't pull over anywhere to check the map, surveillance cameras everywhere, traffic up your arse all the time, and this was on a quiet day. Flick the dead locks on we head towards Canary Wharf, dam bankers types will nick anything, pass the private roads and gated streets, i'm in a Volvo you can trust me. Find a car park, we head towards the South Quay, and there she is all Green and Rainbowy, masts spiraling in contempt of its glass and steel neighbours. When you see her there's just somthing about RW that makes you smile with a big cheesy grin, i know, its the return of hope. Good luck to all who sail in her. 
Sunday 13th
The chaps were off climbing at Tremdoc, believer 'Christmas Curry' and 'Striptease' were done in fine style, Bit knackered after the drive back from London and few pints on the evening, we didn't get to Wales until arround 11am, a quick coffee then after we watched the cadets place the wreath in Capel Curig, 1st time i believe. That little bit of the A5 stood silent for moment. We headed up to Y Garn again, i know but i never get tired of it. Met Mal Creasey on the summit and had a bit of catch up. If you meet Mal don't mention Langmuir....i did but i think i got away with it.
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