C H I P S a H O Y

Upon the salty Swedish seas we managed to stop in at this magical little marina in Grunsund.  I have to admit that I ain’t no sailor, which is sad since all I ever wanted to be when I was growing up was a pirate.  I trip over every hatch in site, bang my head on every tiny doorway and when it comes to tying off ropes my best knot equals  a double loop that I pretty much learnt in pre-school.

This all being said I think I would make a really good pirates wench.. I know how to pour the perfect beer, I swear like a sailor and I could look after a treasure chest full of  shiny trinkets any day..