Nine Summers: Our Mediterranean OdysseyAllen & Unwin, 1940 M01 1 - 336 páginas When surgeon Felix Huber was diagnosed with a rare cancer at age 60, he and his university lecturer wife, Rina, had a choice: draw inwards and eke out whatever time he might have left, or gamble on the future and live out their long-held fantasy of sailing the Mediterranean. The couple, sweethearts since childhood, chose to celebrate life. They had nine glorious summers of adventuring together, sailing from port to port around France, Italy, Greece and more offbeat destinations on their yacht. Along the way, they were befriended by locals, marooned in a hidden smugglers' harbour, and introduced to joyous new tastes and sights at every stop. There were numerous health dramas along the way which tested their optimism and their determination, but throughout it all the couple stayed positive and treasured living their dream. This is their heart-warming story. |
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... following morning we took the tube to South Kensington and walked to the Royal Marsden Hospital for Cancer. London squares were in full autumn regalia, and squirrels scuttled among gold and amber leaves, scrambling up and down trees ...
... following morning we took the tube to South Kensington and walked to the Royal Marsden Hospital for Cancer. London squares were in full autumn regalia, and squirrels scuttled among gold and amber leaves, scrambling up and down trees ...
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... next weekend and ... following weekend, we made for Smith's Creek. We dropped an anchor near the aged ghost gum that had grown old with us. There, the scent of eucalyptus leaves, the sea breeze and tranquillity shrouded us. That first morning ...
... next weekend and ... following weekend, we made for Smith's Creek. We dropped an anchor near the aged ghost gum that had grown old with us. There, the scent of eucalyptus leaves, the sea breeze and tranquillity shrouded us. That first morning ...
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... following morning I was in a good mood. 'I've been thinking about the race to Mooloolaba,' I started. 'It sounds OK, so long as the crew isn't paranoid about winning.' 'That's good, you'll enjoy it.' Felix wasn't as enthusiastic as I'd ...
... following morning I was in a good mood. 'I've been thinking about the race to Mooloolaba,' I started. 'It sounds OK, so long as the crew isn't paranoid about winning.' 'That's good, you'll enjoy it.' Felix wasn't as enthusiastic as I'd ...
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... following morning when the radar packed up, but Felix assured us that as long as the weather lasted, and the visibility was good, it didn't really matter. On the third day it started to rain. The wind and sea were building up, and a ...
... following morning when the radar packed up, but Felix assured us that as long as the weather lasted, and the visibility was good, it didn't really matter. On the third day it started to rain. The wind and sea were building up, and a ...
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... following morning, the Coast Guard came on air: 'Galatea, Galatea, Coast Guard Mooloolaba here. It's OK for us to come out now and guide you over the bar. Just follow us. Do you read us?' 'Roger, Roger, Coast Guard, this is Galatea, we ...
... following morning, the Coast Guard came on air: 'Galatea, Galatea, Coast Guard Mooloolaba here. It's OK for us to come out now and guide you over the bar. Just follow us. Do you read us?' 'Roger, Roger, Coast Guard, this is Galatea, we ...
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