Sleeping Sailboats
Saturday. An early start and an early photo. Milo had a party at his friend Callum’s house in Whitstable, in part a celebration and a send-off: he begins his new job in London on Monday. I drove to Whitstable a little earlier than necessary, mostly to help with staying awake, but with the fringe benefit of stopping by the seafront to take a few night shots. This slumbering herd of sailboats caught my eye, masts brightly lit by floodlights at the fishing harbour nearby. The pickup went smoothly, and I gave three of Milo’s friends a lift on the way back; we got home around three-thirty in the morning.
The rest of the day was eventful. Vanessa went to a surprise 40th birthday party for one of her work friends. Gabriel had a catering shift at a wedding in Painters Forstal, near Faversham; it’s from 4 p.m. till 1 a.m., so I have another early morning pickup in my future. Raff spent the day hanging out with his uni mates in Canterbury. Milo left today to start his new career in London, working for a recruitment company. The plan is that he’ll stay with Gail and Luca in Sutton during the week, and come home for the weekends — at least until he’s worked through his probation period and finds his own place to rent — exciting times, indeed.
