18 - 21 September 2012
Regatta is on Thursday 20th, but we've spent so little time in the boat so far this year that we didn't feel up to the intensity of racing. Instead we pottered down to Sivota on Tuesday to help set up the stage - arriving fashionably late and not finding anything left to do. We stayed the night, after a few beers with the band and assorted helpers, then took off early the next morning - after first bagsing a space on the quay close to the stage:
Regatta is on Thursday 20th, but we've spent so little time in the boat so far this year that we didn't feel up to the intensity of racing. Instead we pottered down to Sivota on Tuesday to help set up the stage - arriving fashionably late and not finding anything left to do. We stayed the night, after a few beers with the band and assorted helpers, then took off early the next morning - after first bagsing a space on the quay close to the stage:
We had a lovely quiet day and night in our favourite 'one-yacht' bay, watching the goats and swimming, then darted back early to Sivota to experience the side of Regatta we never usually see ...
Around 4 ish Robbie's Committee Boat arrived, amid handheld flares and Land of Hope and Glory blasted through loudspeakers.
It listed its way ashore, and the party started in earnest.
Most of the band, lined up and ready to go.
Dave in full flow
The band in action. Towards the end of the night, I had constituted myself Stage Security, as various random drunks wanted to wander up and talk to the band members. So I sat on the ramp and barred the way. Then Rob invited up some friends of mine up to dance on the stage, and they dragged me with them, protesting all the way that there were too many leads and things lying around. And I promptly stepped on Dave's guitar lead and cut him off abruptly. Oops, not good. Rob laughed his socks off.
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