Glad it was just a dream
Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 5:15 pm
I was sailing gently up the Firth of Lorne enjoying the day when a sixth sense caused me to look round. Approaching fast from the port quarter was a large grey vessel powered by an enormous green sail. This apparitions course did not waver and so I took evasive action. The interloper crossed close astern and it was clear there was no one at the helm, then I heard or, thought I heard, the distant sound of a loan voice singing in the shower. Surely not! 
