In 1990, my wife and I were on a five year sail of various places in the world aboard our sailboat. In the wonderful port of Reykjavik, I walked over to a small British sailboat to ask what kind of ‘courtesy flag’ we should fly when in the British Isles. As I approached the sailboat a bearded...
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