We get Fobbed Off

We were lost but now we are found!

In a Road to Damascus moment the scales fell from the Premier Marina’s computer screen and there was Lobster 3.

Restored in every way.

Complementary nights, paid up berthing… the lot!

It was as if we had never been away!

We woke to the sound of strangely intermittent rain on the cabin roof. Venturing out for further investigation revealed that it was actually spray from the waves that were crashing right over Brighton Marina breakwater.

A large Hallberg-Rassy yacht left the mooring next to us but almost immediately returned saying it was far too rough out there!

That and the howling in the rigging suggested that we had squandered yesterday’s weather window by shopping in the Brighton Laines.

The Laines had been great but the shops there are without the seemingly now Traditional Retail Greeting.

In Gunwharf Quays we had found it increasingly difficult to conceal our rising amusement at the absolutely identical greeting in quite literally every shop.

‘Hi Guys’ !

Someone’s been on a course!!

Lynn’s house is being looked after by are an intrepid Australian couple who after travelling through India are long distance cycling through Europe and the UK. With, I hope, more comfortable saddles than we recently experienced. Or perhaps Australians are just made of sterner stuff in the saddle department! Something to do with kangaroos perhaps 😱

But the holiday time is almost over and the house sitters leave on Saturday, so there was nothing else for it….

Two buses from Brighton Marina to Sovereign Harbour Marina. Pick up one of the cars. Drive to Brighton. Unload all we needed from the boat. Back to Eastbourne to collect the other car and drive home.

Rather longwinded but what could possibly go wrong!

This next part got rather repetitive!

Couldn’t get into the car park in Eastbourne. Fobs registered to Brighton. Gates eventually opened by staff.

Back to Brighton. Collected trolley. The Fob, now registered to Eastbourne, worked on the first gate but not the second so we were stuck in Brighton’s ‘airlock’ entry system. It’s a good job I had my phone with me.. we were eventually released to discover we couldn’t get into the toilets either.

But the office sorted it all out, so back to Eastbourne to collect the other car and… yes you’ve guessed it! Fobs registered to Brighton.

The electricity supply links to the fobs but I have been assured that, though the fobs were last registered to Eastbourne, I won’t have flat batteries on my return to the boat!

And of course I’m planning to collect the boat on Monday or Tuesday. This will involve accessing Eastbourne car park twice and Brighton Marina once, all in the same day!!!

But security is very important they tell me and who knows what uncontrolled anarchic mayhem might result if I had access to more than one Premier Marina at the same time 🤡

So once the boat is safely repatriated to Sovereign Harbour that will be the holiday over.

But that will be sometime next week!