Msg from Gibraltar - hellish nightmare over at last
Posted: Fri Jun 04, 2010 1:19 pm
Congratulations to all those sailors- me included - who have just survived a somewhat hellish nightmare, and which seems to be over at last.
Mine started back en route to Scotland in late April with an auld pal, and I recall him telling me a woeful tale about his new kitchen. The kitchen guy who should have delivered his kitchen didn’t do so, and so on, but it seems that it’s eventually getting sorted.
At the very time he is telling me this story, though, I find out later that I have lost about 3 of Para’s kitchens in BP shares, argh, and another half dozen Parakitchens during the otherwise very enjoyable CC2010. Swmbo and I managed to decide on the BP shares after months of humming and hawing, eventually buying the damn things presumably just as oilrig workers heard a funny noise and noticed the sea oilier than usual. Swmbo briefly considered trying to tell the bank that someone else had ben trying to impersonate her on the phone, or get herself declared mad and hence perhaps they have to undo the transaction at that time about three days old.
“Never mind – think of the income!” sez Para stoutly, as he reads the paper on board at anchor somewhere off Scotland. I don’t think he’s in as deep as I am, or perhaps he is – but has nerves of titanium with ceramic tips. LJS also buys a paper on the Saturday, but I daren’t even look at the business section nor even the front page. I briefly scan the sports pages which has references to footballers whose “stock has fallen faster than BP shares…” gulp…
A few days later I fly to the carib for a transat, all fine, reach Horta and yeah crew walk off, what the heck - and we’re down a full dozen PK’s and the shares are in freefall as computers somewhere trigger more selling. Swmbo visits in Vilamoura and recalls her own awful experience of visiting the BP website which invited anyone to email them “if they have any bright ideas”. Aargh. Our hotel room in Vilmoura is 7 floors off the ground, with very tempting balcony…
Finally at last here in Gib it seems the oil wassername thing is fixed and losses bottom out at over two dozen or so PK’s, but at least it’s all over, we hope.
I am doing some boatfixing but can’t quite get it out of my mind that it would almost have been more profitable to have not bought BP shares, give the boat away in Carib and just buy another in Gib, and bolx to the sailing. Heyho. Actually, only barely “heyho” this time...
Mine started back en route to Scotland in late April with an auld pal, and I recall him telling me a woeful tale about his new kitchen. The kitchen guy who should have delivered his kitchen didn’t do so, and so on, but it seems that it’s eventually getting sorted.
At the very time he is telling me this story, though, I find out later that I have lost about 3 of Para’s kitchens in BP shares, argh, and another half dozen Parakitchens during the otherwise very enjoyable CC2010. Swmbo and I managed to decide on the BP shares after months of humming and hawing, eventually buying the damn things presumably just as oilrig workers heard a funny noise and noticed the sea oilier than usual. Swmbo briefly considered trying to tell the bank that someone else had ben trying to impersonate her on the phone, or get herself declared mad and hence perhaps they have to undo the transaction at that time about three days old.
“Never mind – think of the income!” sez Para stoutly, as he reads the paper on board at anchor somewhere off Scotland. I don’t think he’s in as deep as I am, or perhaps he is – but has nerves of titanium with ceramic tips. LJS also buys a paper on the Saturday, but I daren’t even look at the business section nor even the front page. I briefly scan the sports pages which has references to footballers whose “stock has fallen faster than BP shares…” gulp…
A few days later I fly to the carib for a transat, all fine, reach Horta and yeah crew walk off, what the heck - and we’re down a full dozen PK’s and the shares are in freefall as computers somewhere trigger more selling. Swmbo visits in Vilamoura and recalls her own awful experience of visiting the BP website which invited anyone to email them “if they have any bright ideas”. Aargh. Our hotel room in Vilmoura is 7 floors off the ground, with very tempting balcony…
Finally at last here in Gib it seems the oil wassername thing is fixed and losses bottom out at over two dozen or so PK’s, but at least it’s all over, we hope.
I am doing some boatfixing but can’t quite get it out of my mind that it would almost have been more profitable to have not bought BP shares, give the boat away in Carib and just buy another in Gib, and bolx to the sailing. Heyho. Actually, only barely “heyho” this time...