Back in the USSR err UK....

Sunday's Jungle crew minus me.

 Sunday saw the last race of the winter race calender.  All to play for as in the last race when we thought Jungle had achieved only gained second place, when the official results where published we found out that we had actually got first again after the handicap adjusted times had been worked out.  The end result of this meant that the final race still had the ability to award the seasons champions to either "Leona" or "Jungle", down to the wire with 3 wins each.

"Jungle" made an excellent start to the windward/leeward race around the cans at Lygia, and despite one or two errors from the crew (all of them including the skipper!) we had an excellent afternoons sailing in quite blowy conditions.  The end result being that we ended up second by nineteen seconds so had to let Neil and "Leona's" crew take the glory of overall seasons winners.  Never mind there's always next year.

Monday we went out for a meal with Jez, Debs, Tony and David to the newly opened taverna just off the main square to Lefkas town.  Excellent value for money as the nights food and drink only came to fifteen Euro a couple.  The food wasn't bad at all although in true Greek style wasn't the hottest meal you could ever eat but having said that it was tasty, wholesome and plentiful as was the wine flowing copiously throughout the meal.

Wednesday we set off on our journey back to the UK at four in the morning, we had planned to set off at five but as we were both up at two thirty we thought what's the point in hanging about.  We had a good journey to Athens stopping just before Patras at the same places the buses stop at for a toilet break and coffee.  Watched the sunrise over the gulf of Corinth, beautiful, and never had much traffic at all until the motorway section which goes through Athens itself, which of course you would expect.  The flight home was three quarters of an hour longer than it normally is as there were strong head wind almost the entire journey (according to the captain anyway) so we were a little later to Manchester airport than we had planned but fortunately we still were in plenty of time to catch the train we had booked.  Got a big shock when we got to York and found it was freezing though, to think we used to take this cold weather entirely in our strides.  Anyway called into the fish and chip shop on route to take some good old British staples home with us, and good they were too!  Mind you at £5 for fish and chips they wanted to be!  Our day travelling ended up being nineteen and a half hours from door to door.

Shock Horror - It's bloody cold here!

This morning, up at six o'clock, which was really eight o'clock according to the internal chronometer, went out for the first cigarette of the day as is my want, and found myself standing in an inch of snow, you just don't seem to be able to get away from it here nowadays.

We've had all day babysitting for number three son today, well not for him but his daughter Melissa.  We've had a great time all us children together!  Saw Jess and her mum off this morning as the snow was beginning to melt and have been slobbing all day since!