So where is Storm Francis?? It is raining and here the trees are swaying a bit. However, when I checked the wind at home on Hayling Island I saw that it was blowing F7 (35mph) gusting F8 (43mph)!!
The big excitement of the day was a visit from ThamesDiesel. I had seen Merchant go up the river the other day and today he was coming down river. Richard leapt up and rushed to the lock before Chris could get through, but in fact he was filling a liveaboard moored between us and the lock. Chris and dog Stanley came alongside and filled us up with 160 litres of diesel. Photo taken from ThamesDiesel’s website.
The internet has been dire here today, but I was able to tether from my phone so was able to delve into Ancestry again. Through the genealogist, Rachel, I discovered that my great grandfather wasn’t in fact my great grandfather! I had been following the wrong person – well for half his life anyway. I couldn’t understand why things weren’t adding up in places, but I have now sorted it all out and have discovered a whole new family!
Storm Francis decided to hit us about 5.30pm. It was blowing right on the nose so we weren’t rocking too much. Richard went out with the dog about 9.30pm and found that the stern mooring pin wasn’t holding that well, so he hammered it in again. Thank goodness he checked!