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Graham Elliott
General Information

Main blog:Loggerhead
Birthday:August 26th
Gender:Male
Occupation:Executive / Management
Education:High school
Religion:Not religious
Service Attendance:Never
Race/lineage:White / Caucasian
Location:United Kingdom, Malaysia


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Appearance

Body Size:Athletic
Height:6' 0" (183 cm)
Eyes:Dark Brown
Vision:Glasses when reading
Hair Color:Brown
Hair Style:Military Cut
Facial Hair:Soul Patch
Skin Tone:Light Brown
Best Feature:Hands
Clothing Pref.:Athletic
Undies:Free Willy
Tattoo Info:none
Piercing Info:none


Personal Information

Relationship Status:Single - Never Married
Sexual Preference:Straight/Heterosexual
Astrological Sign:Virgo (Aug 23 - Sept 22)
Existing as:Extraterrestrial
Smoking:No Way
Liquor:Regularly
Exercise:Always at the gym
Your Home:Live alone
Likes:Sailing; travel; food;
Dislikes:not much
Interests:sport, people, culture,


Personal Favorites

People/Heroes:Nelson
Books:Tom clancy or naval history
Music Genres:Dance, house, tecno,
Bands/Artists:Faithless, prodigy
TV Shows:dont watch
Sports:Skiing, sailing, diving,
Colors:Red
Pets/Animals:Will have dog one day
Cars/Motorcyles:neither I hate driving.
Season:summer
Food:Italian
Drink:wine
Quotes:by Churchill
Position:any way you like.


Four Most Recent Entries

CAPE TOWN
Next morning I made myself known at the Royal Cape Yacht club and completed their entry formalities. I remembered the lady that noted my particulars as we shared the same surname. After a porridge breakfast I walked to the dreary office block that contained several authorities, the one I was interested in was Immigration. A gate I used previously to leave the dock was permanently closed so I had to walk back and find another. I took the lift to the fifth floor of the building and walked into the immigration office and declared my arrival. The official was rude to me even before he noticed...
 
MOSSEL BAY
I collected a new flight plan from the police station opposite the yacht club, one of the members kindly offered to lodge it at the port control office for me. With more fresh provisions I departed just after dawn. Half a dozen ski-boats followed me out, all apparently intending to fish. I motored for all of the first day and most of the second. I passed Port Elizabeth without stopping as the forecast was still good. On the second day, just before it got dark, six o’clock locally, the wind arrived. Initially I sailed with a number three and full main. The wind came from the north east so I...
 
EAST LONDON AGAIN
The engine was given new bearings, piston rings and oil pump. The head was skimmed and the valves re-ground. I expected it to give many more years of service. It returned fully assembled apart from the alternator. Alex and I together with the engineer’s son and his assistant lifted it from the truck onto a trolley. We were astonished at how heavy it was. We manoeuvred the trolley onto the pontoon and then alongside Queequeg. The pontoon submerged due to the weight of the engine and four people. We then rigged the boom and a bridle and lifted the engine on board. The main halyard took the...
 
Durban---The second time
At Richards Bay the checking in procedure was a pleasure, the Customs officer came to the yacht and after a very simple form was completed he left. Immigration was a little more interesting. They should have visited the yacht, according to local custom, but didn’t. So after standing by idling for a day I decided to visit them in the town. Early the next morning we went by taxi to the shopping centre, the immigration office was in the same place as it had been three years earlier. The officer apologised for not coming to us and stamped our passports with a three month visa. I explained that I...
 






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