Farewell to T&K Marina
As an expat you get used to saying goodbye to friends, knowing it’s not goodbye but au revoir. Still, as we head off downriver tomorrow for London, the English Channel and Calais, who knows when we’ll see our marina friends again?
And where will our supply of gammon and lamb roasts come from when we’re no longer here to win them at the Boaters Bar’s weekly meat raffle?