While the Cat’s Away Day 9…13/08/2011

This should have been day 10 but with electrical problems and sitting on the roadside it ended up day 9 as I didn’t get home until 10pm having got up at 5.

Worth waiting for? It was drizzling. It was Saturday though and the window of the week, sole night, had passed. I was going anyway.

I dragged the yak down the cliff at Gorleston and headed for the wreck once more.



I flung Shads and Dexters for an hour or so. It was murky, it was damp and it was shit. I went home.

I tried to go out again in the afternoon, or intended to. I went to get some crab from the rocks for a smut session. I had to sling some stuff in the van. I picked it all up but not my keys. Luckily mum wasn’t busy and drove over with a spare set. Time was against me now so I abandoned it, picked some crabs and went to pick up Si’s yak ready for the morning.