Moving On.....

There are some fakking awful people sail. Infact I will make it more broad sweeping and condeming- there are hardly any reasonable people in the middle classes.

It is a lot of the keeping up with the jones' I guess, and all that frustration not being let out. The wo'king classes just through a few punches and shag their sisters to get it out their system. Sarcasm and one-up-mannship are par for the surbiton, helensburgh, broughty ferry courses.

But sailing is a great experience. It is a great tonic. The best escape I know. Up in the mountains is also fantastic and I will be doing some more walking soon.

That 'great crack' boat escapes me- too many middle class twits taking it all too seriously (like me "!) Sailing with the hunts just wasn't good craic on the water. I seem to remember doing 1998 and 99 with them at TWHW. Half the week in 98 and it blew, while 99 was hot and light winds. After the altercations with hunt minor, I promised myself off and they made it clear they wanted three hot heads and a dummy or two who didn't answer back or contribute from the rail. A dynamic ...heck, fritz and grumpers deserved the big win in 2000 while I was winning the Tob race. I guess that is why they were so pissed off with me in 99- second year in the boat and we can the first race on my bad chat.

Like Intel, stu was a bloody albatross around my neck. Intel bad mouthed me a bit and I did the rest. But more than that, much more, is how I let myself be dragged down by them into some idea of freindship and togetherness replacing initiative and self determination.

Well I moved on. Got off their boat maybe a year early, granted. They won with fraz on board when tosser boy bailed out. But then again I won my first ever race at the helm that year on the wee fly machine!" By a country mile too. I got off the raj a year too late. Maybe ever 2 years, I mean 98 Cork was a bit of a waste of time. Then again...I got off converting machine when it bloody suited me and I realised that it was a lot of time put in offshore with fakk all round the cans action for me. Also it was HC. Th J125 I should have stayed on.

But now for a more sweeping, general point in life. WHO THE FAKKIN HELL WOULD I HAVE BEEN MATES WITH?? Everyone was a little wrong for me. But I confused arrogance and extroversion for something that is actually interesting and rewarding. Then I chose losers like stu and intel. I also had my peak of ill brain stuff in 90, 96 and 2001 which coincides with those weaker people.

So wee fat stu, I give up. I mean you didn't come to my leaving do, have sent nothing for my son, have never bothered to keep in touch and to top it all on every boat I have been on associated to you some how you have bad mouthed me in forecant. And to strangers like allan hanley. OK so I am a pushy type, but now I can relax a little more. I never pushed my way onto wings or converting. That was what was so cool!

I feel I am more and more like spock, I picture myself as being him. It is because at the end of the day I am an individualist and a little eccentric and neurotic.

I have moved on at more or less the right times for myself when it regards boats, but maybe not some mates. But in fact I had fallen out with intel by 1998 / 99 and he decided to hide away anyhows.

Now I have to make the final break from what was always a false hood with the chunt. He is a little chunt and I just should have known better. No one man has done more to limit my clyde sailing that him ...with freinds like him you don't need enemies to make a mess of things.