An aide memoir is the mail which comes on Monday, Wednesday and Friday, delivered with a cheery chat if you happen to be in the vicinity of the mailbox when the postie calls.
I suppose we could carve notches on a stick, like prisoners on a cell wall, but most of the sticks on board are carefully crafted teak and joined to others, so we’re stuck with keeping a diary.
But we listen to the radio a lot and noted that the country was going into lockdown at midnight on 25 March. So what, we thought – we’d beaten ‘em to it by eight years or so, the length of time our yacht, Southern Cross, has been in the bay.
But we did notice, over the first few days, an…
