Salty Sea Dog

Ooops. Took a wrong turn on our walk tonight, which went through the boat yard, and caused Dad to have caniptions. He suddenly couldn't see me - I'd turned sharp right down a wide (gang) plank from the wharf-side onto the deck of the sailing barge Decima, and was casually strolling around the main hatch. Luckliy the owner was either out, or tucked up below decks, so was none the wiser.

Just exploring my environment, Dad

Luckliy he's been away on an "Effective Management" course, and is supposedly converted to new "behaviours". He can't slap me around now, he has to "counsel" me and "coach" me.

We'll see

Deefer