53 members and guests assembled at the Royal Norfolk &
Suffolk Yacht Club for this year's annual dinner and prize-giving. As is
now traditional, the weather was appalling, with Storm Ciara heading our way,
bringing heavy rain and very strong winds. After enjoying a pleasant meal,
the Commodore stood to speak, roughly as follows:
I would like to welcome all friends and members.
It is sad to remember the passing of Jacquie Newton, Leonie Dowsett and
It was a good year with lots of activity There were very good numbers at
Cantley Spring and Autumn Regattas although losing my phone in the river did
not help at the Autumn Regatta. Being joined by a large number of EACC members
certainly helped. We also had a very good social evening with EACC - the venue
being a brewery certainly helped!! Well done Julia and Humpty Dumpty.
Breydon was interesting, with a lot socialising and a little sailing because
of the weather. Standing with a drink in one hand and a rope in the other
holding down the marquee was certainly different.
Jan and I had an interesting incident when trying to get off the boat.
got off first and then tried to help me. I slipped and pulled her off
the bank and she landed on top of me. She landed softly and I sustained a very
sore back - badly bruised!!
We had an excellent youth race. Well done Monty! I've got your joke card in
My thanks go to a number of people who keep things running: Julia, Margaret,
Adrian, Christine, Neil, John; the committee; Terry, who has kindly agreed to do
the raffle, but most of all Jan, who makes sure I do the job properly!
It is with considerable sadness that I have had to sell my share of Modwena
but it has gone to Ben Heath who is a very keen Green Wyvern sailor. I am
going to be allowed to sail on her, should I feel so motivated but, as Jan says,
you now can move around the Broads in comfort - hot water, toilet, shower and of
course a bar!
Now for a few jokes:
Most speakers have four speeches:
What they have prepared
What they actually say
What they wish they had said
What they are quoted as saying
A little boy asked his father how he was born, so the father explained that
daddies plant seeds in mummies and then babies grow. The young boy digested
this for a moment and then asked, " Was my picture on the packet!
When I had young children I used to tell them a story at bedtime. One night
when I had finished my son said, "That was quite good, but not as good as the
story you told Mum about working late at the office."
A health fanatic was talking to a group of people:
"I found that the best start to the day is to exercise for a while, take
several deep breaths and have a cold shower. Then I feel rosy all over."
At that point there came a request from the back of the room. "Tell us more
Two Geordies were on the Town Moor during Race week - the third week in June: Big
One was carrying a little goldfish in a polythene bag [hand held up and
everyone asked if they can see the goldfish] The other says 'What have you got
there then' [pause] (Geordies speak very slowly). [pause] A gold fish. What did
you get it for? [pause]; The wife. Why that was a canny swop!
Why do scuba divers fall backwards out of the boat?
Because if they fell forwards they'd still be in the boat.
A sailor once asked me if I knew the difference between port and starboard.
I said, "No I have never
We need to think about next year - it will be the YSC's 35th anniversary
He concluded by toasting The Yare Sailing Club.
Despite urgings from Monty Farrar to
speak for exactly 10 minutes and 24 seconds, so that he would win the
sweepstake, Will took over 12 minutes to finish. T Riches (either Tim or
Tracy - not revealed which) was only 3 seconds out with their guess, so won the
The trophies were then handed out, with Dave Radley being
awarded the Gordon Winterton Memorial Prize in the photographic competition,
Alice Rose winning the Luna Barometer for the Yare Championship and Stella
Genesta taking the Hiawatha Prize for the "slow" division of the Club
Championship. The Club Championship itself was decided on the last race of
the season, the Turkey Race, and Farthing's efforts to compete there were duly
rewarded with the Wherry Trophy.
Terry, in his usual unique style, drew the raffle for us,
with Ross Radley winning the hamper. Those with enough stamina remained to
socialise in the bar afterwards, drifting off to bed after midnight - or, in
some cases, battling down the promenade to their hotels in the howling gale.