I went back to Trowbridge for Paul's funeral,
then headed back to Pompey to catch up with
a few old shipmates.
Marie then joined me in Pompey before we both
went down to Weymouth for the weekend
of Jock Rennie's leaving the Navy run.
It started on the Friday in Weymouth high street at 1200hrs.
Hell, the first hour was exciting as the host was adrift.
But it picked up and Friday was a real laugh.
Saturday being the main day, we all dressed up
in our King of Tonga T-Shirts to pay homage
to our hero.
I had learnt the Tongan national anthem, and sang
it with such passion that I closed my eyes
to avoid crying.
In the afternoon we decamped to Portland and the
famous Green Shutters Pub.
Many a night I have spent in there over the years,
but my first visit for 22 years.
More drinking, a bit of dancing, and more drinking
till we retired around 2-30am.
A damn fine weekend.
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