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A missing sail and compass … Part 1

January 20, 2014

Today my daughter left for her home in Brazil … While I am still in holiday mode and not yet prepared for daily writing (hoping usual life will return or not soon) I remember that by dad also had links to South America and even visited Brazil. My son-in-law was also a Sailor and would have loved my dad too!

Bald, beautiful and ballsy bint gets on her bike ...

My dad’s family home in Kensal Green, London was bombed during the 2nd World War so they went to live in their holiday home, on Canvey Island. My dad was always mad on sailing and had a dinghy.  The Master of a Thames barge lived nearby and Dad was always stowing away on the vessel and not coming out until it had left land, too late to put him ashore until the first port of call. His mother got tired of that and sent him to sea school- on the T.S. Vindicatrix. Dad hated it, apparently the treatment of the trainees was harsh and unforgiving – not unlike the environment he had left. He joined the Merchant Navy in 1940.  Meanwhile he continued to enjoy sailing his dinghy between trips.

He sailed to Zealand for lamb or to bring beef from South America. German submarines used to lay in…

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