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A friend Johnny Mewha told me I should join round table and he would propose me if I so wished. I agreed and Johnny duly put my name forward. He was somewhat embarrassed to tell me that I had been blackballed, the reason being that a number of the members feared for their wives (I know this is hard to believe when you look at round table activities these days). Nevertheless, Rotary took me on since presumably I would be performing a good service if I could amuse some of their wives to leave them free for their mistresses. This was altogether too boring and vocational service I thought was dreadful. All this lead me on to the 505 sailing dingy lot, which was a sort of travelling rugby club. Derek subjected himself to crewing with me. Out on his trapeze I've dumped him in the water in most of the seas around Europe, but he still came back for more. Perhaps the worst episode was in Denmark where I dropped him at every mark of the race; it was also in Denmark that we had our finest hour, coming second in a in a world championship race.