The rainy season is here, and already there have been four named tropical systems ; none of them thankfully near us. Prickly Bay has been transformed from the karoo /bushveld dry scrub, to a lush green tropical paradise . Its easy to keep the water tanks full, without having to buy water from the marina. World cup soccer, and the pubs happy hour specials during matches has brought all the cruisers together in a fun way ! The current status of the teams is being likened to a repeat of the Second World War ..... France capitulating without a fight, Italy running away from any action, Germany and Britain slugging it out, America joining in late.. etc etc All in jest of course, and lots of laughs.
Friday was Larry D'Aguiar's birthday, and all the SA contingent were invited to the Tiki Bar for a party that night. The Grenada cruisers net at 7.30am is very good, and keeps everyone up to speed with weather, social events, technical services, and treasures of the bilge. Fridays net controller was "Miss Kitty", who is a Texan lady with a Dolly Parton sing song voice, and a wicked sense of humour. She introduced the weather update as follows: " Now Jonathan sweetpea honey, its been raining like a cow pissing on a flat rock in Texas for the last few days... can we expect more?" The answer was Yes, and it did ! But that did nothing to ruin the Tiki bar jol.
After the weather report, Alan Cook ( of Hout Bay Handiman) who is almost a permanent resident here, pitched up in his dinghy, and demanded my participation in singing Happy Birthday to Larry. It set the tone for the day!
A Steel Pan band play every Friday evening, followed by a dance band. The dance area was initially highjacked by a very smiley, happy fellow , whose lift obviously did not reach the top floor. He danced with a rum in one hand , cigarette in the other, earphones on his head, a collection of wooden pigs, and a inane grin on his face. He was followed by a group of Oklahoma happy clapper teenagers , in Grenada "to do Gods work". They formed a big circle and gyrated in a very Carribean and UnGodly sort of way,! This could lead to great" sin and wickedness", and be a bit of a challenge to their leader Pastor Paul!
The music was very good, and one of the highlights was the Bob- Celli medly, where they performed a fusion of Bob Marley's "No woman , No cry", with Andrea Bocellis "Time to say goodbye". Cruisers , young and old , kids and locals, were singing and dancing along ..all having a great time. The rain would come and go, without a beat being missed! I suppose it was helped a bit by the rum, beer, and Tequila's When the band packed up, and we all took to the dinghies, I was full expecting to sign up new members of the Cormorant club! Nobody, it seems, fell in the drink, last night... so no new members! We must be growing up at last ! Both Alan and Larry, however claim to be members of an even more elite club.. The Penguin club. They both claim , on previous occassions, to have waddled up to a dinghy dock, and tried to jump into their dinghies, missing them completely!
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