At around 1300 a higher authority decreed that we would hold ‘aperitif’ for our impromptu rally of 3 Fishers and a Fairline Targa 30 who became an honorary Fisher for the duration of her stay. So, off we trotted to Carrefour with Stripey, our trusty wheely bag trolly thingy.
We returned an hour or two later, laden down with wine and smally eats and tidied up WM for the evening. 1800 arrived and within a few minutes it became quite clear that you can actually seat 8 people in Wight Mistress’s cockpit in (slightly confined) comfort. The only prerequisites are friendliness and a lack of BO. Pleased to report that we all qualified.