It feels strange to be finally afloat, but serving under a Froggy flag. Actually, as a flag it looks magnificent when spreading out over the stern, amidst a welter of spray.
However, yesterday I narrowly missed having to be on parade in 'penguin uniform' for the ceremonies connected with the anniversary of the liberation of Antibes. Uniforms, tricolore, speeches, veterans, I can put up with, but there was one element which would have been hard to take - the town 'harmonie' or band. Its renditions are impeccably bad.
Luckily, I wasn't needed, and I spent an agreeable evening with colleagues who had also missed having to go on parade, whilst waiting to shepherd the boats which were to leave port to watch the rather splendid firework display, orchestrated to synchronise with the songs of Ray Charles, for some reason. A late evening cruise, under a full moon, on a mirror-like sea, with the reflections of Nice, Antibes, etc, and the regular, generous festoon of spectacular fireworks, was really nice, even though Ray Charles is not entirely my cup of tea.
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