We're sitting in the bar of the Royal Northumberland Yacht Club, which occupies the oldest wooden lightship afloat in Britain. They also run the pontoons where we berthed tonight after a heavy week's sailing. Heavy in the sense of the distance covered, the wind has been fickle. Today we managed a sail down to Lindisfarne where we anchored to eat lunch amongst the swooping terns, parading seals and sundry trip boats. After lunch the wind stayed stubbornly in the South East so we had to motor sail down the coast, past the huge wind farms. Tomorrow should be an easy sail down to Tynemouth and North Shields, the destination for this week. The crew have done a great job and the flight South is well and truly under way. The sun finally obliged and we have a rosy glow. The beer and the accents in the clubhouse bar are magnificent and we are contented.