Six years it’d taken him, he said apologetically. Sailing around the world in a small ketch. I was impressed. And said so. He dismissed this. Simply a case of following the Trade Winds. Recounting tales of struggles with a sextant.
I’d met Andy by chance. Brief stop a little north of Kenilworth in Queensland’s Mary Valley. Settled in Australia with his fourth wife, he was originally from South Africa. Revealing a thick Afrikaans accent now his party trick. He’d not just sailed. He’d cycled through much of southern Africa. And driven buses in London. Even been on a pilgrimage to the shrine of St James.
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