After turning up to the kind and finding it closed--despite having made a booking the day before--I went to the lake anyway in the hope that Miyachi's wife could look after the boy.
Although I had a sneaking suspicion that it wasn't going to be worth all the messing around . . .
. . . and I was right :( gusty crappy wind. Never the right amount to be of any use. Bloody annoying.
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