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It is the time of year when new seafarers are making their first halting voyages on the water. Picture the scene: a day of puffy white clouds, breeze Force 2 to 3 from behind the mast, bottle of white wine sweating in the shade, no sea to speak of. The pupil reclining on the velvet cockpit cushions raises a glass and says ‘Idyllic! Why have I never done this sailing thing before?’
‘Yes,’ you
