Now - before today's unloading began, I decided I ought to inspect the lighters for seaworthiness. Something which is best done by getting one's sister to assist in the elevation of one's dad to look inside the boat.
Dad reported the lighters to be in satisfactory condition and filled with an 'intestine's worth of ropes.'
Job Done - the unloading began. It was very exciting and grunty. (Tomato handbag would have loved it.) We sat on the rocks for ages; watching the lighters head out to the ship, seeing them load up then make their way to the shore where they were craned onto the mainland by men with big arms and no helmets. Mum and I could have stayed for many hours but then dad declared himself to be bored (which was rather unmanly of him I thought.)