BLESSING SPIRIT

We have been waiting to have Spirit blessed before we set off, and a dear priest friend of ours who used to be on Mull, but moved to the Mull of Kintyre a year ago, said he would be delighted to do the honours. He was coming on a visit to Mull and would fit us in his busy schedule. However....
It was a dark and stormy night, and a dark and stormy day that broke and we were unable to get the boat to the pontoon or us ashore in the dinghy for the morning Mass he was saying. So a bit later we get a call - where are you? and the reply that we were stuck, but were hoping things would get better. So off he went to visit some other folk and to ring us later. Lunchtime came and still things were on the wild side, so another call would be made later. Things did seem to be getting a bit quieter, so Dave went off in the dinghy to do a recce of the pontoon and came back saying it was actually loads quieter in there, so we thought we would give it a go. So big coats, woolly hats and gloves went on and we got on the deck. It still seemed breezy to me, but determination was Dave's watchword. I was wondering about the enthusiasm of my protestant husband for a boat blessing, but thanked The Lord and started the engine. So after untangling mooring ropes that has twisted themselves into evil knots in the high winds we set off. Approaching the pontoon i realise that it was just as windy there as out on the mooring, but Dave got ready to jump, so an approach was made, more by the guardian angel than anyone I think and there we were, despite the wind doing its best to blow us off down the bay. Dave got a rope on and at least part of the boat was tethered. Half an hour later after much grunting and groaniing and using of winches we had more string holding us on than you could shake a stick at, and very cold fingers. With excelent timing the phone call came from Father Stephen - he thought things were just as bad, and they were, but were able to tell him he could come down and do the business. So we had Spirit blessed at last - so much holy water going everywhere that Dave thought we might have to man the pumps. It was so good to see Father Stephen again too, and catch up on all the gossip. Time passed, and i said to Dave are we going back out. then the truth was revealed..
It wasn't so much getting the boat blessed but getting in to stay alongside for the night as there was a big bridge club meet!!!
So I revelled in a happy boat for the night while the chap had a great time with the cards.
Not too long now, just waiting the weather (still!)