Met my first floating asshole tonight. "This is a public mooring, and I am going to breast up here overnight", said the owner of "The Golden Quay", as he blocked out the view from the saloon, and knackered the TV reception. He then proceeded to offload his wife and two whining children, by stomping all over our rear deck. He might be right, maybe it is a public mooring. But the way he talked, and treated our boat like a jetty made me want to punch him.
Sheena says I should untie him during the night.
But then I'd be an asshole too.
It turned out that Mr Golden Quay already has a name for being 'a rude and arrogant man'. We're not on a public mooring here. And the next time he behaves obnoxiously, I can tell him to moor elsewhere.
One day on the meadow
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