From the crew of Purple Mist with apologies to Morecambe and Wise

Friday evening, after work,

Sailing the Solent, in the murk,

Navigational tasks, that are set to tax our brain,

Lat and long to work out and lots of buoys to find.

Give me sunshine, instead of rain,

  Let's unfurl the jib, and hoist the main,

  Let's sail across the sea with friends from RBYC,

  Give me Richard, give me John and give me Rob.

  Then the rain came, what a blow,

  Drip dry Les on deck, crew below,

  Engine failure assured, then a man went overboard,

  We had cloud, we had fog and then it poured.

Stella, Cecil and Peter