I had one of those days yesterday. Collie and myself went for a sail at Malahide. It was blowing north westerly and was a bit up and down. We both managed a few Vulcans and Collie came across a new way to break the fin out into a slide that might turn into something in the future. Anyway there I was standing in a lull still in the harness when in slow motion I lost my balance and fell forward ramming the nose of the board through the main panel of my 5.6 Zone. Ouch! That hurt the wallet. Soon after that I decided to call it a day and discovered I forgot my towel!
After loosing two rounds to Murphy’s law and feeling a bit disgruntled I got a call to say our cat Sheba who had been lost, was found with nine lives still intact.
So the next time you rip a sail, don’t be too upset because by the law of nature you have just allowed a lost cat to be returned to its owner!
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