Every year at packing up time, a photograph appears of the incredible progress we are making in the packing up stakes.
Every year I am assured that it has to get worse before it gets better, and that it will come together on the day. To date it has, thus it was with things so incredibly in hand, when Jørn and Birgit arrived in port, there was absolutely no point in not taking the afternoon off, nor the evening, nor the night, and spending the time instead catching up on another year’s worth of news. Perhaps tomorrow will take care of itself, since today clearly didn’t.
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