Friday

We’ve said our goodbyes. Seren Môr is truly no longer ours. For a brief couple of nights we were aboard her again, so familiar, so much a part of us. But as we awoke this morning her new owner was waiting. It was obviously an awkward cross-over time, both old and new owners a little ill at ease, not wanting to feel they were imposing. He was anxious that we should not feel pushed off whilst we didn’t want to impose on that exciting moment when a boat becomes yours.

The last of our belongings were quickly packed, yesterday having been spent loading the car and the bins with most of our personal possessions. All that remained was for Neil to pass on how various features of the boat worked, with her inevitable quirks and characteristics. He tells me he spent a quiet few moments saying goodbye. I couldn’t. I didn’t look back as we drove away. No photographs were taken.