Farewell old friends!
I stood in the driveway and waved as the PDRacers that have introduced us to so many new friends over the past few years, departed for their new home in Toowoomba, accompanied by enough sailboard bits to sink a small trailer. If it weren't for the fact that the boat shed is nowhere near empty yet, and the reassurance that they are heading for a new home where they'll be used and enjoyed, I may have even been a little sad.
Their exodus marks the end of an era really, or at least the beginning of the end.
The reality of our situation, no matter how much we try to prolong the agony, is that we are in the process of swapping the luxury of life beside the water, the sailing days and picnics at home, for one of living on it, and there seems little point in cluttering our lives with an armada of small ships when for half the year one large one will do an admirable job.
Perhaps if I slipped one or two of the remainder into the removal truck when that day inevitably arrives, no one will notice.
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