Monthly Archives: January 2016

Back from the Vancouver International Boat Show!

Don’t pay the ransom – we escaped!  By Saturday, there was a huge empty ‘zombie’ space in the middle of my cranium, but we met a lot of really neat people, a bunch of old friends, and other writers, some of whom qualify as both!  I got to wave across the room at author Anthony Dalton, my wonderful editor, who once again outsold me, and I got to hug Anne Yeadon-Jones, who had been nice enough to write praise for the back covers of my books.  Eric and Leona Skovgaard’s book on radios was a huge hit, and Alan Boreham was back with his book ‘Beer in the Bilges’.

I sold enough books to pay for our ferry fares and a week-long stay in a two-star hotel.  Well, hey – the sheets were clean and the staff was friendly and helpful and we were within walking distance of the Boat Show. Such a pity it poured rain. . . John Darling spotted a mouse in the hallway, and the walls looked sticky, and the kitchen was pretty frightening, and also the coverlets had cigarette burns, but we had a great time and will probably go again next year, provided the health inspectors don’t get there first.

But that’s unkind – I’m sure the disinfectant they sprayed in the hallways kept things hygienic.

We stayed in two-star hotels in London, and even though the buildings were a little more appealing, with one exception, the staff was not as friendly.  So there.  I married adventure.  My friend Sandra says, “Don’t you know yet to not trust John on living arrangements?  Not enough experience????”  She may be right.

Our friend Screaming Liver has sold his boat to Iron Mike and moved onto land.  He’s presently living in a 5th wheel at the pierhead.  This is a good arrangement, because we are accustomed to Screaming Liver popping his head out of his boat and giving us a cheery hello.  Now even though he’s a dirt dweller, we get to see him all the time.

“Don’t push me!” Anthony Dalton snapped at me as we were taking down the BC Marine Author display.  I laughed like crazy.  He is so pissy and so smart, and he edits as well as he writes.

We’re glad to be home.

Many blessings to you all,


New Book – Darling Call the Coast Guard, that Boat is Listing!

It’s out, it’s out, and I sprang it on my friends and family today. I think I was so focussed on the project, I didn’t look up enough to tell anybody.

dowloadable cover listingThe title is “Darling Call the Coast Guard, That Boat is Listing!” and the cover features a terrified ginger tom on the deck of a tilting boat. The cat’s name is ‘Oliver because he always asks for more.’

John Darling wants to know if he can have a free copy.

You can the click book cover or click right here to order your copy (for a fee).

Son Rupert left us after a wonderful Christmas visit. I was so distraught, I baked a lemon meringue pie from scratch and ate most of it myself. My weight-loss didn’t go well that week. Then a very dear friend from Korea sent me a huge parcel of Korean junk food, and it was like Christmas all over again. Little cookie-wands dipped in something green and sweet that was advertised as ‘green tea’, tiny cream puff things the size of two thumbs filled with something sweet in the middle, chocolate-covered cakes with a hint of pepper or soy in the chocolate, and onion crisps with sweet and salty mixed. It was like a trip to the Orient – exotic and wonderful! I’m hoping to save some of it for Paul’s visit in March. I bet he’ll love it!

Lucky things we’ll be at the boat show in Vancouver next week, so I get to miss my next weigh-in.

I’ll be making two presentations – Friday at 5:30 I’ll share my expertise on ‘Anchoring in the Gulf Islands’. (I hope you all caught that the word ‘expertise’ is heavy with irony)

Saturday at 7:PM I’ll share what I know about Livingaboard and the Domestic Arts. This is a surprising lot – including hiding your yarn stash from your husband, how to cook with an absolute minimum of utensils and equipment, and what to do if your makeup grows mould.

I’ll be at the Marine Authors’ Booth and I’ve asked for a spot next to Anne Yeadon-Jones so she and I can visit. See you there!

God bless you all.