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Flotilla 5 – 7

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Flotilla – 5.7
Table of Contents
Last Full Day 1
Farewell Dinner 3
Buffet – pretty good – they have tried to please everyone 4
standard English stuff – p but also Greek -individual moussakas (nice touch) and them cheesy spring roles and, of course, a big Greek Salad. 4
The Prizes 4
Title and wording: 5

Last Full Day

No formal briefing

Late morning- Bridget circulating round the boats and surrounds – ticking off people on her clipboard list.

Joining us for dinner at 7.30? Of course.

Hotel rooms available any time after 4pm. – just check in.

Please clear all personal possessions from the boat before the end of the day. They will all be serviced tomorrow.

A printed list of pick up times for tomorrow’s departures – three different flights. Our coach for the airport at 11.30 – quite civilised.

Her parting shot – Don’t you miss our dinner’.

We are feeling more like our normal selves – time to freshen up and start putting aside stuff for packing – Jean’s speciality and has to go in – in the right order. Hotel room later, will allow a good sort out – proper showers etc. Just need to be logical for our departure tomorrow.

Fancy a bit of brunch? ‘Yeah – and coffee’.

Get ourselves presentable – ish – and up to the restaurant patio.

Still people on sunbeds and in the pool – Clear Skies and 38C!

Few people around but none of our gang,

Quite peckish, actually. Jean went for poached eggs on toast – and coffee, of course – and I copied her.

Poached always tricky – but they were cooked to perfection – The secret – dropped into very boiling water – stir the water vigorously first – like a whirlpool –few shakes of vinegar – whole egg into the centre – drain and serve.

Back to the boat – if a job needs doing – get it done.

I hunt around for bits and pieces – toiletries etc into the right bag’ Jean starts getting stuff in cases – always easier to pack to go home – who cares about creases.

Just need something half decent for this evening and the journey tomorrow _ I am fine with shorts all the way.

I mention an idea – how about I do a whip round for the lead crew – they deserve it. Most are on their boats now and it’s just a line of eight boats – and no sign of the lead boat.

She thinks that’s a good idea –

just need an envelope and would you believe Jean has a few in a zip of a suitcase – she must have been in the Guides.

I am off – boat by boat – no refusals and mostly 10 Euro notes and often some change – one or two will catch me later.

Quick look when I get back – must be nearly 100 Euros – buys a good round.

Another idea – I hadn’t mentioned this to you readers at the time – we only found out later that Roy and Woody had words when berthing at Kalamos – seems Woody wasn’t happy with Roy’s anchoring – and it apparently got a little heated – Roy being of a different mind. Just words – no blows – but threats to throw Roy and Bernie off the Flotilla.

We must have got in after it all settled down.

My idea – get Roy to present it to Woody at the dinner and shake hands.

She said – ‘are you going to ask Roy then’? – which translates in Jean speak as – ‘not a bad idea – but be careful with Roy’.

I hadn’t seen Roy first time round – both behind doors.

I try again – perfect – both in the cockpit – ‘permission to come on board, skipper ‘? No problem – even offered a drink – no thanks have to get back to Jean – I’m helping.

I just tell them about the collection – missed them first time round. Straight away – 10 Euros into the envelope.

Then – my idea – he thought for about five seconds and said – ‘Good thinking, Jim – I’ll even shake his hand’. The latter without any prompting from me at all.

Sorted –maybe better before we start the dinner – but really up to him left the envelope with them – and I was able to walk away.

Back to Jean – no problem – he’s just a softie really.

She just shook her head – but did pat me on the head – best I can hope for.

Jean done well – bags just about sorted and a bit of time in the morning to finalise and lock up.

Farewell Dinner

Got there a bit early. Time to pick some seats and order some wine.

Buffet looks good.

Got sat towards the top of the table and the lead crew – wanted to see Woody’s face later.

Bridget says Matt and Karen chose to visit their favourite place on the last night. I said that I had noticed that they ate at some funny times – either early or late – probably their constant changing shifts at work.

She asks what they do – ‘pilot and cabin crew’ –she didn’t say – ‘who does what?’ – she did say- ‘that explains something’ – ‘What ‘– ‘you’ll see later’.

Apart from Matt and Karen everybody apparently here and still sorting drinks – I catch Roy’s eye – he was halfway up and does well – says a few appropriate words- I didn’t have to help. – he asks Woody to stand and hands him the envelope and proffers his hand to shake which Woody accepted – Roy even slapped him on the shoulder (not hard).

I was right – Woody’s face was a real l picture – changed from – ‘What’s Roy going to do now’? to ‘complete astonishment’- and then just baffled and confused.

Needed Bridget to take the envelope and open it and do a nice thank you – ‘only doing their jobs and what a great group we had been. etc and the buffet is available – grab it while you can.’

Jean and I had a bottle of white and took our time – I said -; went OK then? She agreed.

My work is done.

Buffet – pretty good – they have tried to please everyone – plenty of
standard English stuff – pork pies – sausage rolls, fancy sandwiches – vol au vents, baked potatoes -etc but also Greek -individual moussakas (nice touch) and them cheesy spring roles and, of course, a big Greek Salad.

Plus, some surprises – Chinese and Asian finger food – even some labelled, vegan stuff and fairy cakes.

Spoilt for choice. As Jean’s dad, Ernie, would have said – “An elegant sufficiency’.

As the meal appears to be coming to an end – Bridget stands up.

The Prizes

‘At the end of every Flotilla we recognise the contributions from certain individuals or couples – not with money, I’m afraid but – something thar is worth more than money – a Certificate!

Now – I remember there were three – but I just can’t recall what one of them was for.

I do remember two of them – for obvious reasons –

• MATT – ‘The most professional radio broadcaster on the fleet – including the lead crew!’

I accepted on his behalf. He did get it the following day.

She added’ and I only found out – earlier this evening – why. He is a pilot for British Airways!

I couldn’t resist chipping in – ‘that’s why he always sounded like he was taking off from Heathrow.’

Next :

• ‘JEAN & JIM’ – winners of the ‘Chillout Zone Award for being the most relaxed sailors on flotilla’
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I accepted with humility and no speech – it had already occurred to me to say that – ‘alcohol had contributed to the effort’ – but thankfully decided against. Still got a round of applause.

Very colourful certificate with a nice decorative border I still have it on my office wall- in pride of place next to all the academic ones!

Title and wording:

Chillout Zone Award

Congratulations to

Roxanne
On holiday with Neilson on Flotilla with, Woody, Bridget and
Pete, Jean and Jim demonstrated a supreme ability in chilling out and being the most relaxed sailors on flotilla.

NEILSON FLOTILLA 2004

Signed by:
Woody
Bridget
Pete

10/7/2004

Few of us – including the lead crew, pay a final visit to the Tree Bar – still only about 10 pm.

Crew insist on buying a round – they have a kitty! We thought it was a bit late for a cocktail – just tried our usual night-cap – brandy & soda.

Greek Metaxa brandy hand poured – thankfully it was the 5 Star – so very drinkable

A tip, when in Greece – never drink anything other than 5 Star Metaxa, even in a mix – the range goes down to 2 Star – which is very effective at stripping old paint off furniture!

Now thinking of going for a ‘Chilled Out Diploma’

Sensibly – we didn’t have another nightcap. All those left – had a busy day tomorrow – either, getting home or – in the case of the crew – the next flotilla arriving – like painting the Forth bridge every fortnight!

Hugs and handshakes, all round – and a short stagger, to another well-earned kip.

jim

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