So far so good. Pottering around the Broads like we never had a problem… presumably something really unpleasant will happen soon as retribution. At some point we may even try putting the sails up. *shock horror*
Currently we are moored up in the middle of nowhere, with only a few passing boats for company. Oh, and a couple of swans that keep nibbling the boat. Very odd.
Here's some photos,
in a newly-created Yahoo album on Flickr.