Tom, I always knew that one day there would be a knock on the door. In the end, it wasn’t actually a knock, was it? It was a note left on the coach roof of our boat when we were on holiday, out at a fish restaurant on the Isle of Wight.
We lived every summer on our yacht Seabreeze, pottering around the Solent, joined from time to time by our family – our daughters and their children, our treasured grandchildren.
We have had fun, haven’t we? So much fun over the years. You have been such a good husband to me, and father to Zara and Emily, our leggy daughters, both with infectious laughs just like yours.
How the years have rolled on. Now we have five grandchildren. Three ‘bels’ – Annabel, Isabel and Christabel. And two disciples – James and John. They are our life blood, and we have taught all of them to sail.
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